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"
Fifteen
.
"
"
Fifteen
years
of
people
stomping
across
it
;
I
see
every
shoe
print
,
"
gasped
Tom
.
"
Land
,
boy
,
you
got
a
tongue
,
"
said
Great
-
grandma
.
"
I
see
all
the
things
happened
in
that
house
in
all
those
years
right
here
!
"
Bang
!
"
All
the
past
,
sure
,
but
I
can
see
the
future
,
too
.
Just
squinch
up
my
eyes
and
peek
around
at
the
patterns
,
there
,
to
see
where
we
’
ll
be
walking
,
running
around
,
tomorrow
.
"
Douglas
stopped
swinging
the
beater
.
"
What
else
you
see
in
the
rug
?
"
"
Threads
mostly
,
"
said
Great
-
grandma
.
"
Not
much
left
but
the
underskin
.
See
how
the
manufacturer
wove
the
thing
.
"
"
Right
!
"
said
Tom
mysteriously
.
"
Threads
one
way
,
threads
another
.
I
see
it
all
.
Dire
fiends
.
Deadly
sinners
.
There
’
s
bad
weather
,
there
’
s
good
.
Picnics
.
Banquets
.
Strawberry
festivals
.
"
He
tapped
the
beater
from
place
to
place
portentously
.
"
That
’
s
some
boardinghouse
you
got
me
running
,
"
said
Grandma
,
glowing
with
exertion
.
"
It
’
s
all
there
,
fuzzylike
.
Hold
your
head
on
one
side
,
Doug
,
get
one
eye
almost
shut
.
It
’
s
better
at
night
,
of
course
,
inside
,
the
rug
on
the
floor
,
lamplight
and
all
.
Then
you
get
shadows
all
shapes
,
light
and
dark
,
and
watch
the
threads
running
off
,
feel
the
nap
,
run
your
hand
around
on
the
fur
.
Smells
just
like
a
desert
,
I
bet
.
All
hot
and
sandy
,
like
inside
a
mummy
case
,
maybe
.
Look
,
that
red
spot
,
that
’
s
the
Happiness
Machine
burning
up
!
"
"
Catsup
from
somebody
’
s
sandwich
,
no
doubt
,
"
said
Mom
.
