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"
I
left
your
check
on
the
hall
table
,
Mrs
.
Snell
.
Thank
you
.
"
"
O
.
K
.
,
"
said
Mrs
.
Snell
.
"
I
hear
Lionel
’
s
supposeta
be
runnin
’
away
.
"
She
gave
a
short
laugh
.
"
Certainly
looks
that
way
,
"
Boo
Boo
said
,
and
slid
her
hands
into
her
hip
pockets
.
,
"
At
least
he
don
’
t
run
very
far
away
,
"
Mrs
.
Snell
said
,
giving
another
short
laugh
.
At
the
window
,
Boo
Boo
changed
her
position
slightly
,
so
that
her
back
wasn
’
t
directly
to
the
two
women
at
the
table
.
"
No
,
"
she
said
,
and
pushed
back
some
hair
behind
her
ear
.
She
added
,
purely
informatively
.
"
He
’
s
been
hitting
the
road
regularly
since
he
was
two
.
But
never
very
hard
.
I
think
the
farthest
he
ever
got
-
in
the
city
,
at
least
-
was
to
the
Mall
in
Central
Park
.
Just
a
couple
of
blocks
from
home
.
The
least
far
-
or
nearest
-
he
ever
got
was
to
the
front
door
of
our
building
.
He
stuck
around
to
say
goodbye
to
his
father
.
"
Both
women
at
the
table
laughed
.
"
The
Mall
’
s
where
they
all
go
skatin
’
in
New
York
,
"
Sandra
said
very
sociably
to
Mrs
.
Snell
.
"
The
kids
and
all
.
"
"
Oh
!
"
said
Mrs
.
Snell
.
"
He
was
only
three
.
It
was
just
last
year
,
"
Boo
Boo
said
,
taking
out
a
pack
of
cigarettes
and
a
folder
of
matches
from
a
side
.
pocket
in
her
jeans
.
She
lit
a
cigarette
,
while
the
two
women
spiritedly
watched
her
.
"
Big
excitement
.
We
had
the
whole
police
force
out
looking
for
him
.
"
