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"
Let
me
say
it
for
the
last
time
,
Charlie
;
I
figure
the
Lonely
One
ain
’
t
dead
.
I
saw
his
face
,
you
saw
his
face
,
Doug
saw
his
face
,
didn
’
t
you
,
Doug
?
"
"
What
?
Yes
.
I
think
so
.
Yes
.
"
"
Everybody
saw
his
face
.
Answer
me
this
,
then
:
Did
it
look
like
the
Lonely
One
to
you
?
"
"
I
.
.
.
"
said
Douglas
,
and
stopped
.
The
sun
buzzed
in
the
sky
for
about
five
seconds
.
"
My
gosh
.
.
.
"
whispered
Charlie
at
last
.
Tom
waited
,
smiling
.
"
It
didn
’
t
look
like
the
Lonely
One
at
all
,
"
gasped
Charlie
.
"
It
looked
like
a
man
.
"
"
Right
,
yes
,
sir
,
a
plain
everyday
man
,
who
wouldn
’
t
pull
the
wings
off
even
so
much
as
a
fly
,
Charlie
,
a
fly
!
The
least
the
Lonely
One
would
do
if
he
was
the
Lonely
One
is
look
like
the
Lonely
One
,
right
?
Well
,
he
looked
like
the
candy
butcher
down
front
the
Elite
Theater
nights
.
"
"
What
you
think
he
was
,
a
tramp
coming
through
town
,
got
in
what
he
thought
was
an
empty
house
,
and
got
killed
by
Miss
Nebbs
?
"
