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"
It
couldn
’
t
—
that
is
—
"
The
younger
sister
gulped
some
iced
tea
.
"
It
couldn
’
t
electrocute
us
accidently
?
"
"
Perish
the
thought
!
"
He
vaulted
to
the
machine
again
,
his
teeth
like
those
you
saw
in
dental
windows
,
alone
,
grimacing
at
you
,
as
you
passed
by
late
at
night
.
"
Tea
parties
!
"
He
waltzed
the
runabout
in
a
circle
.
"
Bridge
clubs
.
Soirees
.
Galas
.
Luncheons
.
Birthday
gatherings
!
D
.
A
.
R
.
breakfasts
.
"
He
purred
away
as
if
running
off
forever
.
He
returned
in
a
rubber
-
tired
hush
.
"
Gold
Star
Mother
suppers
.
"
He
sat
primly
,
corseted
by
his
supple
characterization
of
a
woman
.
"
Easy
steering
.
Silent
,
elegant
arrivals
and
departures
.
No
license
needed
.
On
hot
days
—
take
the
breeze
.
Ah
.
.
.
He
glided
by
the
porch
,
head
back
,
eyes
closed
deliciously
,
hair
tousling
in
the
wind
thus
cleanly
sliced
through
.
He
trudged
reverently
up
the
porch
stairs
,
hat
in
hand
,
turning
to
gaze
at
the
trial
model
as
at
the
altar
of
a
familiar
church
.
"
Ladies
,
"
he
said
softly
,
"
twenty
-
five
dollars
down
.
Ten
dollars
a
month
,
for
two
years
.
"
Fern
was
first
down
the
steps
onto
the
double
seat
.
She
sat
apprehensively
.
Her
hand
itched
.
She
raised
it
.
She
dared
tweak
the
rubber
bulb
horn
.
A
seal
barked
.
Roberta
,
on
the
porch
,
screamed
hilariously
and
leaned
over
the
railing
.
The
salesman
joined
their
hilarity
.
He
escorted
the
older
sister
down
the
steps
,
roaring
,
at
the
same
time
taking
out
his
pen
and
searching
in
his
straw
hat
for
some
piece
of
paper
or
other
.
And
so
we
bought
it
!
"
remembered
Miss
Roberta
,
in
the
attic
,
horrified
at
their
nerve
.
"
We
should
’
ve
been
warned
!
Always
did
think
it
looked
like
a
little
car
off
the
carnival
roller
coaster
!
"
