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Above
him
the
clock
he
had
wound
with
the
silver
key
continued
to
mark
off
the
seconds
and
minutes
and
hours
.
Mrs
.
Hallorann
’
s
third
son
,
Dick
,
dressed
in
his
cook
’
s
whites
,
a
Lucky
Strike
parked
in
the
corner
of
his
mouth
,
backed
his
reclaimed
Cadillac
limo
out
of
its
space
behind
the
One
-
A
Wholesale
Vegetable
Mart
and
drove
slowly
around
the
building
.
Masterton
,
part
owner
now
but
still
walking
with
the
patented
shuffle
he
had
adopted
back
before
World
War
II
,
was
pushing
a
bin
of
lettuces
into
the
high
,
dark
building
.
Hallorann
pushed
the
button
that
lowered
the
passenger
side
window
and
hollered
:
"
Those
avocadoes
is
too
damn
high
,
you
cheapskate
!
"
Masterton
looked
back
over
his
shoulder
,
grinned
widely
enough
to
expose
all
three
gold
teeth
,
and
yelled
back
,
"
And
I
know
exactly
where
you
can
put
em
,
my
good
buddy
.
"
"
Remarks
like
that
I
keep
track
of
,
bro
.
"
Masterton
gave
him
the
finger
.
Hallorann
returned
the
compliment
.
"
Get
your
cukes
,
did
you
?
"
Masterton
asked
.
"
I
did
.
"
"
You
come
back
early
tomorrow
,
I
gonna
give
you
some
of
the
nicest
new
potatoes
you
ever
seen
.
"
"
I
send
the
boy
,
"
Hallorann
said
.
"
You
comin
up
tonight
?
"
