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"
Clothesline
,
"
I
said
.
I
was
vaguely
aware
that
everyone
in
the
market
was
watching
us
now
,
loosely
strung
out
on
the
other
side
of
the
cash
registers
and
checkout
lanes
.
"
It
's
the
big
package
.
Three
hundred
feet
.
"
"
so
?
"
"
I
wondered
if
you
'd
tie
one
end
around
your
waist
before
you
go
out
.
I
'll
let
it
out
.
When
you
feel
it
come
up
tight
,
just
tie
it
around
something
.
It
does
n't
matter
what
.
A
car
door
handle
would
do
.
"
"
What
in
God
's
name
for
?
"
"
It
will
tell
me
you
got
at
least
three
hundred
feet
,
"
I
said
.
Something
in
his
eyes
flickered
...
but
only
momentarily
.
"
No
,
"
he
said
.
I
shrugged
.
"
Okay
.
Good
luck
,
anyhow
.
"
Abruptly
the
man
in
the
golf
cap
said
,
"
I
'll
do
it
,
mister
.
No
reason
not
to
.
"
Norton
swung
on
him
,
as
if
to
say
something
sharp
,
and
the
man
in
the
golf
cap
studied
him
calmly
.
There
was
nothing
flickering
in
his
eyes
.
He
had
made
his
decision
and
there
was
simply
no
doubt
in
him
.
Norton
saw
it
too
and
said
nothing
.
"
Thanks
,
"
I
said
.
