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"
She
looks
almost
alive
,
"
said
Tom
.
"
She
is
alive
.
I
’
ll
show
you
.
"
He
shoved
a
penny
in
the
slot
.
Nothing
happened
.
Douglas
yelled
across
the
arcade
at
Mr
.
Black
,
the
proprietor
,
seated
on
an
upended
soda
-
pop
crate
uncorking
and
taking
a
swig
from
a
three
-
quarters
empty
bottle
of
brownyellow
liquid
.
"
Hey
,
something
’
s
wrong
with
the
witch
!
"
Mr
.
Black
shuffled
over
,
his
eyes
half
closed
,
his
breath
sharp
and
strong
.
"
Something
’
s
wrong
with
the
pinball
,
wrong
with
the
peep
show
,
wrong
with
the
ELECTROCUTE
YOURSELF
FOR
A
PENNY
machine
.
"
He
struck
the
case
.
"
Hey
,
in
there
!
Come
alive
!
"
The
witch
sat
unperturbed
.
"
Costs
me
more
to
fix
her
each
month
than
she
earns
.
"
Mr
.
Black
reached
behind
the
case
and
hung
a
sign
"
OUT
OF
ORDER
"
over
her
face
.
"
She
ain
’
t
the
only
thing
’
s
out
of
order
.
Me
,
you
,
this
town
,
this
country
,
the
whole
world
!
To
hell
with
it
!
"
He
shook
his
fist
at
the
woman
.
"
The
junk
heap
for
you
,
you
hear
me
,
the
junk
heap
!
"
He
walked
off
and
plunged
himself
down
on
the
soda
-
pop
crate
to
feel
the
coins
in
his
money
apron
again
,
like
it
was
his
stomach
giving
him
pain
.
"
She
just
can
’
t
—
oh
,
she
can
’
t
be
out
of
order
,
"
said
Douglas
,
stricken
.
"
She
’
s
old
,
"
said
Tom
.
"
Grandpa
says
she
was
here
when
he
was
a
boy
and
before
.
So
it
’
s
bound
to
be
some
day
she
’
d
konk
out
and
.
.
.
"
"
Come
on
now
,
"
whispered
Douglas
.
"
Oh
,
please
,
please
,
write
so
Tom
can
see
!
"
