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"
Ca
n't
you
make
her
shut
up
?
"
one
of
the
teenage
girls
burst
out
.
She
was
beginning
to
cry
.
"
She
's
scaring
me
!
"
"
Are
you
scared
,
dearie
?
"
Mrs.
Carmody
asked
,
and
turned
on
her
.
"
You
are
n't
scared
now
,
no
.
But
when
the
foul
creatures
the
imp
has
loosed
upon
the
face
of
the
earth
come
for
you
-
"
"
That
's
enough
now
,
Mrs.
Carmody
,
"
Ollie
said
,
taking
her
arm
.
"
That
's
just
fine
.
"
"
You
let
go
of
me
!
It
's
the
end
,
I
tell
you
!
It
's
death
!
Death
!
"
"
It
's
a
pile
of
shit
,
"
a
man
in
a
fishing
hat
and
glasses
said
disgustedly
.
"
No
,
sir
,
"
Myron
spoke
up
.
"
I
know
it
sounds
like
something
out
of
a
dope-dream
,
but
it
's
the
flat-out
truth
.
I
saw
it
myself
.
"
"
I
did
,
too
,
"
Jim
said
.
"
And
me
,
"
Ollie
chipped
in
.
He
had
succeeded
in
quieting
Mrs.
Carmody
,
at
least
for
the
time
being
.
But
she
stood
close
by
,
clutching
her
big
purse
and
grinning
her
crazy
grin
.
No
one
wanted
to
stand
too
close
to
her-they
muttered
among
themselves
,
not
liking
the
corroboration
.
Several
of
them
looked
back
at
the
big
plate-glass
windows
in
an
uneasy
,
speculative
way
.
I
was
glad
to
see
it
.
"
Lies
,
"
Norton
said
.
"
You
people
all
lie
each
other
up
.
That
's
all
.
"
"
What
you
're
suggesting
is
totally
beyond
belief
,
"
Brown
said
.
