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"
You
mean
lie
?
"
"
It
will
upset
the
man
if
he
knows
the
Teacher
has
unfused
and
disappeared
.
They
’
ve
become
friends
.
We
cannot
take
a
chance
of
jeopardizing
the
book
.
Everything
must
go
forward
just
as
before
this
attempt
on
Billy
’
s
life
.
"
Allen
shook
his
head
.
"
I
never
thought
you
’
d
tell
me
to
lie
.
"
"
If
it
’
s
done
in
a
good
cause
,
"
Arthur
said
,
"
to
keep
someone
from
being
hurt
,
it
’
s
not
really
a
lie
.
"
*
*
*
But
during
the
meeting
,
the
writer
found
himself
uncomfortable
with
Billy
’
s
attitudes
and
actions
.
He
seemed
too
arrogant
,
too
manipulative
and
demanding
.
He
had
always
been
taught
to
look
for
the
worst
,
Billy
said
,
and
hope
for
the
best
.
Now
his
hopes
had
been
turned
around
.
He
was
sure
he
’
d
be
sent
back
to
prison
.
The
writer
felt
this
was
not
the
Teacher
,
but
he
couldn
’
t
be
sure
.
Billy
’
s
lawyer
Alan
Goldsberry
arrived
,
and
the
writer
sensed
it
was
Allen
explaining
why
he
wanted
to
make
out
his
will
,
leaving
everything
to
his
sister
:
"
At
school
there
was
a
bully
who
always
picked
on
me
.
One
day
he
was
going
to
punch
me
,
but
then
he
didn
’
t
.
I
discovered
later
that
Kathy
gave
him
her
last
twenty
-
five
cents
not
to
hit
me
.
That
’
s
something
I
’
ll
never
forget
.
"
That
weekend
at
Kathy
’
s
,
Danny
and
Tommy
painted
a
mural
while
Allen
worried
about
the
upcoming
court
hearing
in
Lancaster
.
If
he
won
,
and
Dr
-
Caul
sent
him
to
Kentucky
,
he
knew
Dr
.
Wilbur
could
help
him
.
But
what
if
Judge
Jackson
ruled
against
him
?
What
if
he
were
destined
to
spend
the
rest
of
his
life
in
mental
hospitals
and
prisons
?
The
state
was
sending
him
hospital
bills
now
at
the
rate
of
over
a
hundred
dollars
a
day
.
They
wanted
all
his
money
.
They
wanted
him
broke
.
He
couldn
’
t
sleep
Saturday
night
.
At
about
three
in
the
morning
,
Ragen
went
outside
,
wheeling
his
motorcycle
silently
from
the
house
.
A
fog
was
drifting
into
the
valley
,
and
he
felt
like
riding
until
early
light
.
He
started
down
the
road
toward
Logan
Dam
.
He
loved
the
fog
best
in
the
dark
of
night
,
and
often
he
would
wander
out
into
the
densest
,
deepest
fog
,
whether
in
the
middle
of
the
forest
or
the
center
of
a
lake
,
watching
the
foreground
blend
into
nothing
.
Three
in
the
morning
was
his
favorite
hour
