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Ben
Dollard
with
a
heavy
list
towards
the
shopfronts
led
them
forward
,
his
joyful
fingers
in
the
air
.
—
Come
along
with
me
to
the
subsheriff
’
s
office
,
he
said
.
I
want
to
show
you
the
new
beauty
Rock
has
for
a
bailiff
.
He
’
s
a
cross
between
Lobengula
and
Lynchehaun
.
He
’
s
well
worth
seeing
,
mind
you
.
Come
along
.
I
saw
John
Henry
Menton
casually
in
the
Bodega
just
now
and
it
will
cost
me
a
fall
if
I
don
’
t
.
.
.
Wait
awhile
.
.
.
We
’
re
on
the
right
lay
,
Bob
,
believe
you
me
.
—
For
a
few
days
tell
him
,
Father
Cowley
said
anxiously
.
Ben
Dollard
halted
and
stared
,
his
loud
orifice
open
,
a
dangling
button
of
his
coat
wagging
brightbacked
from
its
thread
as
he
wiped
away
the
heavy
shraums
that
clogged
his
eyes
to
hear
aright
.
—
What
few
days
?
he
boomed
.
Hasn
’
t
your
landlord
distrained
for
rent
?
—
He
has
,
Father
Cowley
said
.
—
Then
our
friend
’
s
writ
is
not
worth
the
paper
it
’
s
printed
on
,
Ben
Dollard
said
.
The
landlord
has
the
prior
claim
.
I
gave
him
all
the
particulars
.
29
Windsor
avenue
.
Love
is
the
name
?
—
That
’
s
right
,
Father
Cowley
said
.
The
reverend
Mr
Love
.
He
’
s
a
minister
in
the
country
somewhere
.
But
are
you
sure
of
that
?
—
You
can
tell
Barabbas
from
me
,
Ben
Dollard
said
,
that
he
can
put
that
writ
where
Jacko
put
the
nuts
.
