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They
did
n't
bolt
.
If
I
told
you
that
,
I
would
be
giving
you
entirely
the
wrong
impression
.
It
was
n't
exactly
a
panic
.
They
did
n't
run-or
at
least
,
most
of
them
did
n't
.
But
they
went
.
Some
of
them
just
went
to
the
big
show
window
on
the
far
side
of
the
checkout
lanes
to
look
out
.
Others
went
out
the
IN
door
,
some
still
carrying
their
intended
purchases
.
Bud
Brown
,
harried
and
officious
,
began
yelling
:
"
Hey
!
You
have
n't
paid
for
that
!
Hey
,
you
!
Come
back
here
with
those
hotdog
rolls
!
"
Someone
laughed
at
him
,
a
crazy
,
yodeling
sound
that
made
other
people
smile
.
Even
as
they
smiled
they
looked
bewildered
,
confused
,
and
nervous
.
Then
someone
else
laughed
and
Brown
flushed
.
He
grabbed
a
box
of
mushrooms
away
from
a
lady
who
was
crowding
past
him
to
look
out
the
window-the
segments
of
glass
were
lined
with
people
now
,
they
were
like
the
folks
you
see
looking
through
loopholes
into
a
building
site-and
the
lady
screamed
,
"
Give
me
back
my
mushies
!
"
This
bizarre
term
of
affection
caused
two
men
standing
nearby
to
break
into
crazy
laughter-and
there
was
something
of
the
old
English
Bedlam
about
all
of
it
,
now
.
Mrs.
Carmody
trumpeted
again
not
to
go
out
there
.
The
fire
whistle
whooped
breathlessly
,
a
strong
old
woman
who
had
scared
up
a
prowler
in
the
house
.
And
Billy
burst
into
tears
.
"
Daddy
,
what
's
that
bloody
man
?
Why
is
that
bloody
man
?
"
"
It
's
okay
,
Big
Bill
,
it
's
his
nose
,
he
's
okay
.
"
"
What
did
he
mean
,
something
in
the
fog
?
"
Norton
asked
.
He
was
frowning
ponderously
,
which
was
probably
Norton
's
way
of
looking
confused
.
"
Daddy
,
I
'm
scared
,
"
Billy
said
through
his
tears
.
"
Can
we
please
go
home
?
"
Someone
bumped
past
me
roughly
,
jolting
me
off
my
feet
,
and
I
picked
Billy
up
.
I
was
getting
scared
,
too
.
The
confusion
was
mounting
.
Sally
,
the
checker
by
Bud
Brown
,
started
away
and
he
grabbed
her
back
by
the
collar
of
her
red
smock
.
It
ripped
.
She
slap-clawed
out
at
him
,
her
face
twisting
.
"
Get
your
fu
**
ing
hands
off
me
!
"
she
screamed
.
"
Oh
,
shut
up
,
you
little
bitch
,
"
Brown
said
,
but
he
sounded
totally
astounded
.
He
reached
for
her
again
and
Ollie
Weeks
said
sharply
:
"
Bud
!
Cool
it
!
"
