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"
Good
morning
again
,
"
he
said
,
and
he
saw
her
lips
form
to
a
line
of
deep
and
delicious
understanding
.
And
when
he
passed
along
,
and
the
tousled
head
darted
out
and
the
husky
voice
whispered
,
"
Come
on
in
,
quick
,
he
’
s
gone
now
,
"
Jim
only
glanced
,
and
went
quickly
on
without
responding
.
Men
were
gathering
about
the
old
stoves
,
stretching
their
hands
to
the
warmth
,
waiting
patiently
until
the
beef
and
beans
in
the
big
wash
-
boilers
should
be
hot
.
Jim
stepped
to
a
water
-
barrel
and
dipped
some
water
into
a
tin
basin
.
He
threw
the
cold
water
into
his
face
,
and
into
his
hair
,
and
he
rubbed
his
hands
together
without
soap
.
He
let
the
water
cling
in
drops
to
his
face
.
Mac
saw
him
and
walked
over
,
holding
out
a
food
can
.
"
I
rinsed
it
out
,
"
he
said
.
"
What
’
s
the
matter
,
Jim
?
You
look
tickled
to
death
.
"
"
I
saw
a
woman
—
—
"
"
You
couldn
’
t
.
Didn
’
t
have
time
.
"
"
I
just
saw
her
,
"
said
Jim
.
"
She
was
combing
her
hair
.
It
’
s
a
funny
thing
—
sometimes
a
person
gets
into
an
ordinary
position
,
and
it
seems
wonderful
,
it
just
stays
in
your
mind
all
your
life
.
"
"
If
I
saw
a
decent
looking
woman
,
I
’
d
go
nuts
,
"
said
Mac
.
Jim
looked
down
into
the
empty
can
.
"
She
had
her
head
back
.
She
was
combing
her
hair
—
she
had
a
funny
kind
of
a
smile
on
her
face
.
You
know
,
Mac
,
my
mother
was
a
Catholic
.
She
didn
’
t
go
to
church
Sundays
because
my
old
man
hated
churches
as
bad
as
we
do
.
But
in
the
middle
of
the
week
,
sometimes
,
she
’
d
go
into
the
church
when
my
old
man
was
working
.
When
I
was
a
little
kid
she
took
me
in
sometimes
,
too
.
The
smile
on
that
woman
—
that
’
s
why
I
’
m
telling
you
this
—
—
Well
,
there
was
a
Mary
in
there
,
and
she
had
the
same
kind
of
a
smile
,
wise
and
cool
and
sure
.
One
time
I
asked
my
mother
why
she
smiled
like
that
.
My
mother
said
,
‘
She
can
smile
because
she
’
s
in
Heaven
.
’
I
think
she
was
jealous
,
a
little
.
"
His
voice
tumbled
on
,
"
And
one
time
I
was
there
,
looking
at
that
Mary
,
and
I
saw
a
ring
of
little
stars
in
the
air
,
over
her
head
,
going
around
and
around
,
like
little
birds
.
Really
saw
them
,
I
mean
.
It
’
s
not
funny
,
Mac
.
This
isn
’
t
religion
—
it
’
s
kind
of
what
the
books
I
’
ve
read
call
wish
-
fulfillment
,
I
guess
.
I
saw
them
,
all
right
.
They
made
me
feel
happy
,
too
.
My
old
man
would
have
been
sore
if
he
knew
.
He
never
took
any
position
that
lasted
.
Everything
was
wasted
in
him
.
"
Mac
said
,
"
You
’
re
going
to
be
a
great
talker
some
time
,
Jim
.
You
got
a
kind
of
a
persuasive
tone
.
Jesus
,
just
now
you
made
me
think
it
’
d
be
nice
to
sit
in
church
.
Nice
!
That
’
s
good
talking
.
If
you
can
talk
guys
over
to
our
side
,
you
’
ll
be
good
.
"
He
took
a
little
clean
tin
can
that
hung
on
a
nail
on
the
side
of
the
water
-
barrel
,
and
he
filled
the
can
and
drank
from
it
.
"
Let
’
s
go
over
and
see
if
the
slum
is
hot
.
"
The
men
were
forming
in
a
line
,
and
as
they
passed
the
stoves
,
the
cooks
ladled
lima
beans
and
lumps
of
boiled
beef
into
the
cans
.
Mac
and
Jim
got
on
the
end
of
the
line
and
eventually
passed
the
boilers
.
"
Is
that
all
the
food
?
"
Mac
asked
a
cook
.
