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"
Nine
,
ten
,
eleven
,
twelve
,
"
counted
Lavinia
,
with
Helen
on
her
arm
.
"
Don
’
t
you
feel
funny
?
"
asked
Helen
.
"
How
do
you
mean
?
"
"
When
you
think
of
us
being
out
here
on
the
sidewalks
,
under
the
trees
,
and
all
those
people
safe
behind
locked
doors
,
lying
in
their
beds
.
We
’
re
practically
the
only
walking
people
out
in
the
open
in
a
thousand
miles
,
I
bet
.
"
The
sound
of
the
deep
warm
dark
ravine
came
near
.
In
a
minute
they
stood
before
Helen
’
s
house
,
looking
at
each
other
for
a
long
time
.
The
wind
blew
the
odor
of
cut
grass
between
them
.
The
moon
was
sinking
in
a
sky
that
was
beginning
to
cloud
.
"
I
don
’
t
suppose
it
’
s
any
use
asking
you
to
stay
,
Lavinia
?
"
"
I
’
ll
be
going
on
.
"
"
Sometimes
—
"
"
Sometimes
what
?
"
"
Sometimes
I
think
people
want
to
die
.
You
’
ve
acted
odd
all
evening
.
"
