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Meanwhile
,
with
the
Flat-Earthers
having
withdrawn
,
the
argument
had
found
another
lightning
rod-this
time
it
was
Mrs.
Carmody
,
and
understandably
enough
,
she
stood
alone
.
In
the
faded
,
dismal
light
she
was
witchlike
in
her
blazing
canary
pants
,
her
bright
rayon
blouse
,
her
armloads
of
clacking
junk
jewelry
-
copper
,
tortoiseshell
,
adamantine-and
her
thyroidal
purse
.
Her
parchment
face
was
grooved
with
strong
vertical
lines
.
Her
frizzy
gray
hair
was
yanked
flat
with
three
horn
combs
and
twisted
in
the
back
.
Her
mouth
was
a
line
of
knotted
rope
.
"
There
is
no
defense
against
the
will
of
God
.
This
has
been
coming
.
I
have
seen
the
signs
.
There
are
those
here
that
I
have
told
,
but
there
are
none
so
blind
as
those
who
will
not
see
.
"
"
Well
,
what
are
you
saying
?
What
are
you
proposing
?
"
Mike
Haden
broke
in
impatiently
.
He
was
a
town
selectman
,
although
he
did
n't
look
the
part
now
,
in
his
yachtsman
's
cap
and
saggy-seated
Bermudas
.
He
was
sipping
at
a
beer
;
a
great
many
men
were
doing
it
now
.
Bud
Brown
had
given
up
protesting
,
but
he
was
indeed
taking
names-keeping
a
rough
tab
on
everyone
he
could
.
"
Proposing
?
"
Mrs.
Carmody
echoed
,
wheeling
toward
Haden
.
"
Proposing
?
Why
,
I
am
proposing
that
you
prepare
to
meet
your
God
,
Michael
Haden
.
"
She
gazed
around
at
all
of
us
.
"
Prepare
to
meet
your
God
!
"
"
Prepare
to
meet
shit
,
"
Myron
LaFleur
said
in
a
drunken
snarl
from
the
beer
cooler
.
"
Old
woman
,
I
believe
your
tongue
must
be
hung
in
the
middle
so
it
can
run
on
both
ends
.
"
There
was
a
rumble
of
agreement
.
Billy
looked
around
nervously
,
and
I
slipped
an
arm
around
his
shoulders
.
"
I
'll
have
my
say
!
"
she
cried
.
Her
upper
lip
curled
back
,
revealing
snaggle
teeth
that
were
yellow
with
nicotine
.
I
thought
of
the
dusty
stuffed
animals
in
her
shop
,
drinking
eternally
at
the
mirror
that
served
as
their
creek
.
"
Doubters
will
doubt
to
the
end
!
Yet
a
monstrosity
did
drag
that
poor
boy
away
!
Things
in
the
mist
!
Every
abomination
out
of
a
bad
dream
!
Eyeless
freaks
!
Pallid
horrors
!
Do
you
doubt
?
Then
go
on
out
!
Go
on
out
and
say
howdy-do
!
"
"
Mrs.
Carmody
,
you
'll
have
to
stop
,
"
I
said
.
"
You
're
scaring
my
boy
.
"
The
man
with
the
little
girl
echoed
the
sentiment
.
She
,
all
plump
legs
and
scabby
knees
,
had
hidden
her
face
against
her
father
's
stomach
and
put
her
hands
over
her
cars
.
