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"
No
.
But
three
men
saw
you
just
standing
there
with
your
thumb
up
your
ass
while
Wild
Bill
Wharton
was
trying
to
strangle
Dean
Stanton
with
his
wrist-chains
.
About
that
people
will
care
,
Percy
,
I
promise
you
.
About
that
even
your
offsides
uncle
the
governor
is
going
to
care
.
"
Percy
's
cheeks
and
brow
flushed
a
patchy
red
.
"
You
think
they
'd
believe
you
?
"
he
asked
,
but
his
voice
had
lost
a
lot
of
its
angry
force
.
Clearly
he
thought
someone
might
believe
us
.
And
Percy
did
n't
like
being
in
trouble
.
Breaking
the
rules
was
okay
.
Getting
caught
breaking
them
was
not
.
"
Well
,
I
've
got
some
photos
of
Dean
's
neck
before
the
bruising
went
down
,
"
Brutal
said
--
I
had
no
idea
if
this
was
true
or
not
,
but
it
certainly
sounded
good
.
"
You
know
what
those
pix
say
?
That
Wharton
got
a
pretty
good
shot
at
it
before
anyone
pulled
him
off
,
although
you
were
right
there
,
and
on
Wharton
's
blind
side
.
You
'd
have
some
hard
questions
to
answer
,
would
n't
you
?
And
a
thing
like
that
could
follow
a
man
for
quite
a
spell
.
Chances
are
it
'd
still
be
there
long
after
his
relatives
were
out
of
the
state
capital
and
back
home
drinking
mint
juleps
on
the
front
porch
.
A
man
's
work-record
can
be
a
mighty
interesting
thing
,
and
a
lot
of
people
get
a
chance
to
look
at
it
over
the
course
of
a
lifetime
.
"
Percy
's
eyes
flicked
back
and
forth
mistrustfully
between
us
.
His
left
hand
went
to
his
hair
and
smoothed
it
.
He
said
nothing
,
but
I
thought
we
almost
had
him
.
"
Come
on
,
let
's
quit
this
,
"
I
said
.
"
You
do
n't
want
to
be
here
any
more
than
we
want
you
here
,
is
n't
that
so
?
"
"
I
hate
it
here
!
"
he
burst
out
.
"
I
hate
the
way
you
treat
me
,
the
way
you
never
gave
me
a
chance
!
"
That
last
was
far
from
true
,
but
I
judged
this
was
n't
the
time
to
argue
the
matter
.
"
But
I
do
n't
like
to
be
pushed
around
,
either
.
My
Daddy
taught
me
that
once
you
start
down
that
road
you
most
likely
end
up
letting
people
push
you
around
your
whole
life
.
"
His
eyes
,
not
as
pretty
as
his
hands
but
almost
,
flashed
.
"
I
especially
do
n't
like
being
pushed
around
by
big
apes
like
this
guy
.
"
He
glanced
at
my
old
friend
and
grunted
.
"
Brutal
--
you
got
the
right
nickname
,
at
least
.
"
"
You
have
to
understand
something
,
Percy
,
"
I
said
.
"
The
way
we
look
at
it
,
you
've
been
pushing
us
around
.
