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The
one
thing
Percy
absolutely
could
n't
stand
was
to
look
foolish
,
and
we
all
knew
it
.
"
Coises
,
foiled
again
,
"
he
said
,
grinning
a
little
,
kidding
Percy
along
.
Percy
gave
him
an
ugly
look
and
flicked
his
hair
off
his
brow
.
"
Match
your
mouth
,
Four-Eyes
.
I
'm
riled
.
Do
n't
make
it
worse
.
"
"
So
it
's
moving
day
again
,
is
it
?
"
Dean
said
,
not
quite
laughing
...
but
laughing
with
his
eyes
.
"
Well
,
when
you
get
everything
out
this
time
,
would
you
mind
mopping
the
floor
?
"
Percy
looked
at
the
door
.
Looked
at
his
keys
.
Thought
about
another
long
,
hot
,
fruitless
rummage
in
the
room
with
the
soft
walls
while
they
all
stood
around
and
watched
him
...
The
Chief
and
The
Pres
,
too
.
"
I
'll
be
damned
if
I
understand
what
's
so
funny
,
"
he
said
.
"
We
do
n't
need
mice
in
the
cellblock
--
we
got
enough
vermin
in
here
already
,
without
adding
mice
.
"
"
Whatever
you
say
,
Percy
,
"
Dean
said
,
holding
up
his
hands
.
He
had
a
moment
right
there
,
he
told
me
the
next
night
,
when
he
believed
Percy
might
just
take
after
him
.
Bill
Dodge
strolled
up
then
and
smoothed
it
over
.
"
Think
you
dropped
this
,
"
he
said
,
and
handed
Percy
his
baton
.
"
An
inch
lower
,
you
woulda
broken
the
little
barstid
's
back
.
"
Percy
's
chest
expanded
at
that
.
"
Yeah
,
it
was
n't
a
bad
shot
,
"
he
said
,
carefully
re-seating
his
headknocker
in
its
foolish
holster
.
"
I
used
to
be
a
pitcher
in
high
school
.
Threw
two
no-hitters
.
"
