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The
boy
swallowed
painfully
.
"
I
wasn
’
t
doing
a
thing
.
"
His
voice
was
a
whisper
.
"
Who
sent
you
?
"
"
Nobody
.
"
Mac
struck
him
in
the
face
with
his
open
hand
.
The
head
jerked
sideways
,
and
an
angry
red
spot
formed
on
the
white
,
beardless
cheek
.
"
Who
sent
you
?
"
"
Nobody
.
"
The
open
hand
struck
again
,
harder
.
The
boy
lurched
,
tried
to
recover
and
fell
on
his
shoulder
.
Mac
reached
down
and
pulled
him
to
his
feet
again
.
"
Who
sent
you
?
"
The
boy
was
crying
.
Tears
rolled
down
his
nose
,
into
his
bleeding
mouth
.
"
The
fellows
at
school
said
we
ought
to
.
"
"
High
school
?
"
"
Yes
.
An
’
the
men
in
the
street
said
somebody
ought
to
.
"
"
How
many
of
you
came
out
?
"
