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"
Yess
.
.
.
"
Sated
.
"
If
you
see
him
sashaying
down
Main
St
tomorrow
?
"
"
Praise
God
.
.
.
"
The
gunslinger
,
unsettled
,
at
the
same
time
,
faded
back
out
the
door
and
headed
for
town
.
The
smell
of
the
desert
was
clear
in
the
air
.
Almost
time
to
move
on
.
Almost
In
bed
again
.
"
She
won
’
t
see
you
,
"
Allie
said
.
She
sounded
frightened
.
"
She
doesn
’
t
see
anybody
.
She
only
comes
out
on
Sunday
evenings
to
scare
the
hell
out
of
everybody
.
"
"
How
long
has
she
been
here
?
"
"
Twelve
years
or
so
.
Let
’
s
not
talk
about
her
.
"
"
Where
did
she
come
from
?
Which
direction
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
.
"
Lying
.
