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They
stepped
onto
the
grass
.
A
young
girl
,
no
older
than
fourteen
,
her
hair
dyed
green
and
orange
and
pink
,
stared
at
them
as
they
went
by
.
She
sat
beside
a
dog
,
a
mongrel
,
with
a
piece
of
string
for
a
collar
and
a
leash
.
She
looked
hungrier
than
the
dog
did
.
The
dog
yapped
at
them
,
then
wagged
its
tail
.
Shadow
gave
the
girl
a
dollar
bill
.
She
stared
at
it
as
if
she
was
not
sure
what
it
was
.
"
Buy
dog
food
with
it
,
"
Shadow
suggested
.
She
nodded
,
and
smiled
.
"
Let
me
put
it
bluntly
,
"
said
Wednesday
.
"
You
must
be
very
cautious
around
the
lady
we
are
visiting
.
She
might
take
a
fancy
to
you
,
and
that
would
be
bad
.
"
"
Is
she
your
girlfriend
or
something
?
"
"
Not
for
all
the
little
plastic
toys
in
China
,
"
said
Wednesday
,
agreeably
.
His
anger
seemed
to
have
dissipated
,
or
perhaps
to
have
been
invested
for
the
future
.
Shadow
suspected
that
anger
was
the
engine
that
made
Wednesday
run
.
There
was
a
woman
sitting
on
the
grass
,
under
a
tree
,
with
a
paper
tablecloth
spread
in
front
of
her
,
and
a
variety
of
Tupperware
dishes
on
the
cloth
.
She
was
—
not
fat
,
no
,
far
from
fat
:
what
she
was
,
a
word
that
Shadow
had
never
had
cause
to
use
until
now
,
was
curvaceous
.
Her
hair
was
so
fair
that
it
was
white
,
the
kind
of
platinum
-
blonde
tresses
that
should
have
belonged
to
a
long
-
dead
movie
starlet
,
her
lips
were
painted
crimson
,
and
she
looked
to
be
somewhere
between
twenty
-
five
and
fifty
.
As
they
reached
her
she
was
selecting
from
a
plate
of
deviled
eggs
.
She
looked
up
as
Wednesday
approached
her
,
and
put
down
the
egg
she
had
chosen
,
and
wiped
her
hand
.
"
Hello
,
you
old
fraud
,
"
she
said
,
but
she
smiled
as
she
said
it
,
and
Wednesday
bowed
low
,
took
her
hand
and
raised
it
to
his
lips
.
