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Each
one
knew
the
other
was
shy
,
and
became
more
shy
in
the
knowledge
.
"
Tommy
,
I
got
to
ask
you
—
you
ain
’
t
mad
?
"
"
Mad
,
Ma
?
"
"
You
ain
’
t
poisoned
mad
?
You
don
’
t
hate
nobody
?
They
didn
’
do
nothin
’
in
that
jail
to
rot
you
out
with
crazy
mad
?
"
He
looked
sidewise
at
her
,
studied
her
,
and
his
eyes
seemed
to
ask
how
she
could
know
such
things
.
"
No
-
o
-
o
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
was
for
a
little
while
.
But
I
ain
’
t
proud
like
some
fellas
.
I
let
stuff
run
off
’
n
me
.
What
’
s
a
matter
,
Ma
?
"
Now
she
was
looking
at
him
,
her
mouth
open
,
as
though
to
hear
better
,
her
eyes
digging
to
know
better
.
Her
face
looked
for
the
answer
that
is
always
concealed
in
language
.
She
said
in
confusion
,
"
I
knowed
Purty
Boy
Floyd
.
I
knowed
his
ma
.
They
was
good
folks
.
He
was
full
of
hell
,
sure
,
like
a
good
boy
oughta
be
.
"
She
paused
and
then
her
words
poured
out
.
"
I
don
’
know
all
like
this
—
but
I
know
it
.
He
done
a
little
bad
thing
an
’
they
hurt
’
im
,
caught
’
im
an
’
hurt
him
so
he
was
mad
,
an
’
the
nex
’
bad
thing
he
done
was
mad
,
an
’
they
hurt
’
im
again
.
An
’
purty
soon
he
was
mean
-
mad
.
They
shot
at
him
like
a
varmint
,
an
’
he
shot
back
,
an
’
then
they
run
him
like
a
coyote
,
an
’
him
a
-
snappin
’
an
’
a
-
snarlin
’
,
mean
as
a
lobo
.
An
’
he
was
mad
.
He
wasn
’
t
no
boy
or
no
man
no
more
,
he
was
jus
’
a
walkin
’
chunk
a
mean
-
mad
.
But
the
folks
that
knowed
him
didn
’
t
hurt
’
im
.
He
wasn
’
mad
at
them
.
Finally
they
run
him
down
an
’
killed
’
im
.
No
matter
how
they
say
it
in
the
paper
how
he
was
bad
—
that
’
s
how
it
was
.
"
She
paused
and
licked
her
dry
lips
,
and
her
whole
face
was
an
aching
question
.
"
I
got
to
know
,
Tommy
.
"
Did
they
hurt
you
so
much
?
Did
they
make
you
mad
like
that
?
"
Tom
’
s
heavy
lips
were
pulled
right
over
his
teeth
.
He
looked
down
at
his
big
flat
hands
.
"
No
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
ain
’
t
like
that
.
"
He
paused
and
studied
the
broken
nails
,
which
were
ridged
like
clam
shells
.
"
All
the
time
in
stir
I
kep
’
away
from
stuff
like
that
.
I
ain
’
so
mad
.
"
She
sighed
,
"
Thank
God
!
"
under
her
breath
.
He
looked
up
quickly
.
"
Ma
,
when
I
seen
what
they
done
to
our
house
—
"
