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"
Where
who
goes
?
"
"
The
ducks
.
Do
you
know
,
by
any
chance
?
I
mean
does
somebody
come
around
in
a
truck
or
something
and
take
them
away
,
or
do
they
fly
away
by
themselves
--
go
south
or
something
?
"
Old
Horwitz
turned
all
the
way
around
and
looked
at
me
.
He
was
a
very
impatient-type
guy
.
He
was
n't
a
bad
guy
,
though
.
"
How
the
hell
should
I
know
?
"
he
said
.
"
How
the
hell
should
I
know
a
stupid
thing
like
that
?
"
"
Well
,
do
n't
get
sore
about
it
,
"
I
said
.
He
was
sore
about
it
or
something
.
"
Who
's
sore
?
Nobody
's
sore
.
"
I
stopped
having
a
conversation
with
him
,
if
he
was
going
to
get
so
damn
touchy
about
it
.
But
he
started
it
up
again
himself
.
He
turned
all
the
way
around
again
,
and
said
,
"
The
fish
do
n't
go
no
place
.
They
stay
right
where
they
are
,
the
fish
.
Right
in
the
goddam
lake
.
"
"
The
fish
--
that
's
different
.
The
fish
is
different
.
I
'm
talking
about
the
ducks
,
"
I
said
.
"
What
's
different
about
it
?
Nothin
's
different
about
it
,
"
Horwitz
said
.
Everything
he
said
,
he
sounded
sore
about
something
.
"
It
's
tougher
for
the
fish
,
the
winter
and
all
,
than
it
is
for
the
ducks
,
for
Chrissake
.
Use
your
head
,
for
Chrissake
.
"
I
did
n't
say
anything
for
about
a
minute
.
Then
I
said
,
"
All
right
.
What
do
they
do
,
the
fish
and
all
,
when
that
whole
little
lake
's
a
solid
block
of
ice
,
people
skating
on
it
and
all
?
"
Old
Horwitz
turned
around
again
.
"
What
the
hellaya
mean
what
do
they
do
?
"
he
yelled
at
me
.
"
They
stay
right
where
they
are
,
for
Chrissake
.
"
