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"
They
’
re
on
,
they
’
re
on
.
What
does
he
want
from
me
?
It
’
s
all
this
rain
on
the
windshield
that
makes
it
look
dark
from
back
there
.
"
"
Beautiful
,
beautiful
rain
.
"
"
I
hope
it
never
stops
raining
.
Rain
,
rain
,
go
a
—
"
"
—
way
.
Come
a
—
"
"
—
gain
some
oth
—
"
"
—
er
day
.
Little
Yo
-
Yo
wants
—
"
"
—
to
play
.
In
—
"
"
—
the
meadow
,
in
—
"
Chief
White
Halfoat
missed
the
next
turn
in
the
road
and
ran
the
jeep
all
the
way
up
to
the
crest
of
a
steep
embankment
.
Rolling
back
down
,
the
jeep
turned
over
on
its
side
and
settled
softly
in
the
mud
.
There
was
a
frightened
silence
.
"
Is
everyone
all
right
?
"
Chief
White
Halfoat
inquired
in
a
hushed
voice
.
No
one
was
injured
,
and
he
heaved
a
long
sigh
of
relief
.
"
You
know
,
that
’
s
my
trouble
,
"
he
groaned
.
"
I
never
listen
to
anybody
.
Somebody
kept
telling
me
to
put
my
headlights
on
,
but
I
just
wouldn
’
t
listen
.
"
