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"
We
’
ve
been
up
here
all
afternoon
,
"
said
Roberta
tiredly
.
"
We
can
’
t
stay
in
the
attic
three
weeks
hiding
till
everybody
forgets
.
"
"
We
’
d
starve
.
"
"
What
’
ll
we
do
,
then
?
Do
you
think
anyone
saw
and
followed
us
?
"
They
looked
at
each
other
.
"
No
.
Nobody
saw
.
"
The
town
was
silent
,
all
the
tiny
houses
putting
on
lights
.
There
was
a
smell
of
watered
grass
and
cooking
suppers
from
below
.
"
Time
to
put
on
the
meat
,
"
said
Miss
Fern
.
"
Frank
’
ll
be
coming
home
in
ten
minutes
.
"
"
Do
we
dare
go
down
?
"
"
Frank
’
d
call
the
police
if
he
found
the
house
empty
.
That
’
d
make
things
worse
.
"
The
sun
went
swiftly
.
Now
they
were
only
two
moving
things
in
the
musty
blackness
.
"
Do
you
,
"
wondered
Miss
Fern
,
"
think
he
’
s
dead
?
"
"
Mister
Quartermain
?
"
A
pause
.
"
Yes
.
"
