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At
last
Norma
looked
at
Louis
.
"
I
want
to
thank
you
for
what
you
did
,
"
she
said
with
a
shyness
that
was
utterly
unaffected
and
thus
doubly
touching
.
"
Jud
says
I
owe
you
my
life
.
"
Embarrassed
,
Louis
said
,
"
Jud
exaggerates
.
"
"
Not
very
damn
much
,
he
do
n't
,
"
Jud
said
.
He
squinted
at
Louis
,
almost
smiling
but
not
quite
.
"
Did
n't
your
mother
tell
you
never
to
slip
a
thank-you
,
Louis
?
"
She
had
n't
said
anything
about
that
,
at
least
not
that
Louis
could
remember
,
but
he
believed
she
had
said
something
once
about
false
modesty
being
half
the
sin
of
pride
.
"
Norma
,
"
he
said
,
"
anything
I
could
do
,
I
was
pleased
to
do
.
"
"
You
're
a
dear
man
,
"
Norma
said
.
You
take
this
man
of
mine
out
somewhere
and
let
him
buy
you
a
glass
of
beer
.
I
'm
feeling
sleepy
again
,
and
I
ca
n't
seem
to
get
rid
of
him
.
"
Jud
stood
up
with
alacrity
.
"
Hot
damn
!
I
'll
go
for
that
,
Louis
.
Quick
,
before
she
changes
her
mind
.
"
The
first
snow
came
a
week
before
Thanksgiving
.
They
got
another
four
inches
on
the
twenty-second
of
November
,
but
the
day
before
the
holiday
itself
was
clear
and
blue
and
cold
.
Louis
took
his
family
to
Bangor
International
Airport
and
saw
them
off
on
the
first
leg
of
their
trip
back
to
Chicago
for
a
visit
with
Rachel
's
parents
.
"
It
's
not
right
,
"
Rachel
said
for
perhaps
the
twentieth
time
since
discussions
on
this
matter
had
commenced
in
earnest
a
month
ago
.
"
I
do
n't
like
thinking
of
you
rattling
around
the
house
alone
on
Thanksgiving
Day
.
That
's
supposed
to
be
a
family
holiday
,
Louis
.
"
