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"
Make
it
tomorrow
morning
.
"
On
Saturday
business
came
in
bursts
.
This
Tuesday
the
whole
tempo
had
changed
.
People
took
time
.
They
wanted
to
talk
about
the
scandal
,
saying
it
was
bad
,
awful
,
sad
,
disgraceful
,
but
enjoying
it
too
.
We
haven
’
t
had
a
scandal
for
a
long
time
.
Nobody
mentioned
the
Democratic
National
Convention
coming
up
in
Los
Angeles
—
not
even
once
.
Of
course
New
Baytown
is
a
Republican
town
,
but
I
think
mostly
they
were
interested
in
what
was
close
to
home
.
We
knew
the
men
whose
graves
we
danced
on
.
Chief
Stonewall
Jackson
came
in
during
the
noon
hour
and
he
looked
tired
and
sad
.
I
put
the
can
of
oil
on
the
counter
and
fished
out
the
old
pistol
with
a
piece
of
wire
.
"
Here
’
s
the
evidence
,
Chief
.
Take
it
away
,
will
you
?
It
makes
me
nervous
.
"
"
Well
,
wipe
it
off
,
will
you
?
Look
at
that
!
That
’
s
what
they
used
to
call
a
two
-
dollar
pistol
—
top
-
latch
Iver
Johnson
.
You
got
anybody
that
can
mind
the
store
?
"
"
No
,
I
haven
’
t
.
"
"
Where
’
s
Marullo
?
"
"
He
’
s
out
of
town
.
"
"
Guess
maybe
you
might
have
to
close
up
for
a
while
.
