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"
Have
a
seat
there
,
boy
,
"
old
Spencer
said
.
He
meant
the
bed
.
I
sat
down
on
it
.
"
How
's
your
grippe
,
sir
?
"
"
M'boy
,
if
I
felt
any
better
I
'd
have
to
send
for
the
doctor
,
"
old
Spencer
said
.
That
knocked
him
out
.
He
started
chuckling
like
a
madman
.
Then
he
finally
straightened
himself
out
and
said
,
"
Why
are
n't
you
down
at
the
game
?
I
thought
this
was
the
day
of
the
big
game
.
"
"
It
is
.
I
was
.
Only
,
I
just
got
back
from
New
York
with
the
fencing
team
,
"
I
said
.
Boy
,
his
bed
was
like
a
rock
.
He
started
getting
serious
as
hell
.
I
knew
he
would
.
"
So
you
're
leaving
us
,
eh
?
"
he
said
.
"
Yes
,
sir
.
I
guess
I
am
.
"
He
started
going
into
this
nodding
routine
.
You
never
saw
anybody
nod
as
much
in
your
life
as
old
Spencer
did
.
You
never
knew
if
he
was
nodding
a
lot
because
he
was
thinking
and
all
,
or
just
because
he
was
a
nice
old
guy
that
did
n't
know
his
ass
from
his
elbow
.
"
What
did
Dr.
Thurmer
say
to
you
,
boy
?
I
understand
you
had
quite
a
little
chat
.
"
"
Yes
,
we
did
.
We
really
did
.
I
was
in
his
office
for
around
two
hours
,
I
guess
.
"
