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"
Yes
,
"
I
said
slowly
.
"
Yes
—
I
see
what
you
mean
.
"
I
decided
that
I
must
get
along
.
I
did
not
know
where
to
.
But
I
must
find
out
more
about
what
was
happening
.
"
Are
you
the
landlord
?
"
I
asked
him
.
"
Wha
’
‘
f
I
am
?
"
he
demanded
defensively
.
"
Only
that
I
’
ve
got
to
pay
someone
for
three
double
brandies
.
"
"
Ah
—
forget
it
.
"
"
But
look
here
"
Forget
it
,
I
tell
you
.
D
’
ju
know
why
?
‘
Cause
what
’
s
the
good
‘
f
money
to
a
dead
man
?
An
’
thash
what
I
ain
—
’
s
good
as
.
Jus
’
a
few
more
drinks
.
"
He
looked
a
pretty
robust
specimen
for
his
age
,
and
I
said
so
.
"
Wha
’
s
good
of
living
blind
’
s
a
bat
?
"
be
demanded
aggressively
.
"
Thash
what
my
wife
said
.
An
’
she
was
right
—
only
she
’
s
more
guts
than
I
have
.
When
she
found
as
the
kids
was
blind
too
,
what
did
she
do
?
Took
‘
em
into
our
bed
with
her
and
turned
on
the
gas
.
Thash
what
she
done
.
An
’
I
hadn
’
t
the
guts
to
stick
with
‘
em
.
She
’
s
got
pluck
,
my
wife
,
more
’
n
I
have
.
But
I
will
have
soon
.
I
’
m
goin
’
back
up
there
soon
—
when
I
’
m
drunk
enough
.
"
