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"
I
'll
be
glad
when
you
're
dead
,
you
rascal
,
you
.
"
I
'll
be
glad
when
you
're
dead
,
you
rascal
,
you
.
"
I
'll
be
glad
-
"
It
rose
up
a
spiral
stairway
of
violent
sound
into
the
keening
supersonics
that
passed
hearing
,
and
then
beyond
-
The
white
thread
quivered
with
a
pulsating
pang
.
It
strained
quietly
-
The
voices
were
ordinary
--
and
many
.
It
was
a
crowd
speaking
;
a
swirling
mob
that
swept
through
and
past
and
over
him
with
a
rapid
,
headlong
motion
,
that
left
drifting
tatters
of
words
behind
them
.
"
What
did
they
getcha
for
,
boy
?
Y'
look
banged
up
-
"
"
-
a
hot
fire
,
I
guess
,
but
I
got
a
case
-
"
"
-
I
've
made
Paradise
,
but
old
St
Pete
-
"
"
Naaah
,
I
got
a
pull
with
the
boy
.
Had
dealings
with
him
-
"
