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"
What
is
this
,
Chief
?
"
"
Well
,
Charley
Pryor
’
s
boy
ran
away
from
home
this
morning
.
Got
a
cold
drink
there
somewhere
?
"
"
Sure
.
Orange
,
cream
,
lemon
,
Coke
?
"
"
Give
me
a
Seven
-
Up
.
Charley
’
s
a
funny
kind
of
guy
.
His
boy
Tom
is
eight
.
He
figures
the
world
’
s
against
him
and
he
’
s
going
to
run
away
to
be
a
pirate
.
Anybody
else
would
of
give
him
a
crack
acrost
the
behind
,
but
not
Charley
.
Aren
’
t
you
going
to
open
this
?
"
"
Sorry
.
There
you
are
.
What
’
s
Charley
got
to
do
with
me
?
I
like
him
,
of
course
.
"
"
Well
,
Charley
don
’
t
do
things
like
other
people
.
He
figures
the
best
way
to
cure
Tom
is
to
help
him
.
So
after
breakfast
they
get
a
bedroll
together
and
a
big
lunch
.
Tom
wants
to
take
a
Jap
sword
for
self
-
protection
,
but
it
drags
so
he
settles
for
a
bayonet
.
Charley
loads
him
in
the
car
and
drives
him
out
of
town
to
give
him
a
good
start
.
He
let
him
out
over
near
Taylor
Meadow
—
you
know
,
the
old
Taylor
place
.
That
’
s
about
nine
o
’
clock
this
morning
.
Charley
watched
the
kid
a
while
.
First
thing
he
did
was
sit
down
and
eat
six
sandwiches
and
two
hard
-
boiled
eggs
.
And
then
he
went
on
acrost
the
meadow
with
his
brave
little
bindle
and
his
bayonet
and
Charley
drove
home
.
"
Here
it
came
.
I
knew
it
,
I
knew
it
.
It
was
almost
a
relief
to
get
it
over
.
"
’
Bout
eleven
he
come
slobbering
out
on
the
road
and
hooked
a
ride
home
.
"
"
I
think
I
can
guess
,
Stoney
—
is
it
Danny
?
"
"
’
Fraid
so
.
Down
in
the
cellar
hole
of
the
old
house
.
Case
of
whisky
,
only
two
empties
,
and
a
bottle
of
sleeping
pills
.
Sorry
I
got
to
ask
you
this
,
Eth
.
Been
there
a
long
time
and
something
got
at
him
,
at
his
face
.
