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Jim
’
s
eyes
narrowed
.
"
She
died
a
month
ago
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
was
in
jail
.
Thirty
days
for
vagrancy
.
Word
came
in
she
was
dying
.
They
let
me
go
home
with
a
cop
.
There
wasn
’
t
anything
the
matter
with
her
.
She
wouldn
’
t
talk
at
all
.
She
was
a
Catholic
,
only
my
old
man
wouldn
’
t
let
her
go
to
church
.
He
hated
churches
.
She
just
stared
at
me
.
I
asked
her
if
she
wanted
a
priest
,
but
she
didn
’
t
answer
me
,
just
stared
.
’
Bout
four
o
’
clock
in
the
morning
she
died
.
Didn
’
t
seem
like
dying
at
all
.
I
didn
’
t
go
to
the
funeral
.
I
guess
they
would
’
ve
let
me
.
I
didn
’
t
want
to
.
I
guess
she
just
didn
’
t
want
to
live
.
I
guess
she
didn
’
t
care
if
she
went
to
hell
,
either
.
"
Harry
started
nervously
.
"
Drink
your
coffee
and
have
some
more
.
You
act
half
asleep
.
You
don
’
t
take
anything
,
do
you
?
"
"
You
mean
dope
?
No
,
I
don
’
t
even
drink
.
"
Nilson
pulled
out
a
piece
of
paper
and
made
a
few
notes
on
it
.
"
How
’
d
you
happen
to
get
vagged
?
"
Jim
said
fiercely
,
"
I
worked
in
Tulman
’
s
Department
Store
.
Head
of
the
wrapping
department
.
I
was
out
to
a
picture
show
one
night
,
and
coming
home
I
saw
a
crowd
in
Lincoln
Square
.
I
stopped
to
see
what
it
was
all
about
.
There
was
a
guy
in
the
middle
of
the
park
talking
.
I
climbed
up
on
the
pedestal
of
that
statue
of
Senator
Morgan
so
I
could
see
better
.
And
then
I
heard
the
sirens
.
I
was
watching
the
riot
squad
come
in
from
the
other
side
.
Well
,
a
squad
came
up
from
behind
,
too
.
Cop
slugged
me
from
behind
,
right
in
the
back
of
the
neck
.
When
I
came
to
I
was
already
booked
for
vagrancy
.
I
was
rum
-
dum
for
a
long
time
.
Got
hit
right
here
.
"
Jim
put
his
fingers
on
the
back
of
his
neck
at
the
base
of
his
skull
.
"
Well
,
I
told
’
em
I
wasn
’
t
a
vagrant
and
had
a
job
,
and
told
’
em
to
call
up
Mr
.
Webb
,
he
’
s
manager
at
Tulman
’
s
.
So
they
did
.
Webb
asked
where
I
was
picked
up
,
and
the
sergeant
said
‘
at
a
radical
meeting
,
’
and
then
Webb
said
he
never
heard
of
me
.
So
I
got
the
rap
.
"
Nilson
plugged
in
the
hot
plate
again
.
The
coffee
started
rumbling
in
the
pot
.
"
You
look
half
drunk
,
Jim
.
What
’
s
the
matter
with
you
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
.
I
feel
dead
.
Everything
in
the
past
is
gone
.
I
checked
out
of
my
rooming
house
before
I
came
here
.
I
still
had
a
week
paid
for
.
I
don
’
t
want
to
go
back
to
any
of
it
again
.
I
want
to
be
finished
with
it
.
"
Nilson
poured
the
coffee
cups
full
.
"
Look
,
Jim
,
I
want
to
give
you
a
picture
of
what
it
’
s
like
to
be
a
Party
member
.
You
’
ll
get
a
chance
to
vote
on
every
decision
,
but
once
the
vote
’
s
in
,
you
’
ll
have
to
obey
.
When
we
have
money
we
try
to
give
field
workers
twenty
dollars
a
month
to
eat
on
.
I
don
’
t
remember
a
time
when
we
ever
had
the
money
.
Now
listen
to
the
work
:
In
the
field
you
’
ll
have
to
work
alongside
the
men
,
and
you
’
ll
have
to
do
the
Party
work
after
that
,
sometimes
sixteen
,
eighteen
hours
a
day
.
You
’
ll
have
to
get
your
food
where
you
can
.
Do
you
think
you
could
do
that
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
