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"
They
can
’
t
leave
,
they
can
’
t
do
that
.
"
"
They
’
re
doing
it
,
anyways
.
"
"
Where
’
d
you
hear
this
?
"
"
It
’
s
everywhere
,
on
the
radio
a
minute
ago
,
just
come
through
.
"
Like
a
series
of
dusty
statues
,
the
men
came
to
life
.
Samuel
Teece
,
the
hardware
proprietor
,
laughed
uneasily
.
"
I
wondered
what
happened
to
Silly
.
I
sent
him
on
my
bike
an
hour
ago
.
He
ain
’
t
come
back
from
Mrs
.
Bordman
’
s
yet
.
You
think
that
black
fool
just
pedaled
off
to
Mars
?
"
The
men
snorted
.
"
All
I
say
is
,
he
better
bring
back
my
bike
.
I
don
’
t
take
stealing
from
no
one
,
by
God
.
"
"
Listen
!
"
The
men
collided
irritably
with
each
other
,
turning
.
