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He
hesitated
.
"
I
do
n't
think
so
,
just
yet
.
That
old
fella
across
the
street
--
"
"
Road
.
You
call
it
a
road
,
out
in
the
country
.
Or
if
you
're
Judson
Crandall
,
I
guess
you
call
it
a
rud
.
"
"
Okay
,
across
the
rud
.
He
invited
me
over
for
a
beer
.
I
think
I
'm
going
to
take
him
up
on
it
.
I
'm
tired
,
but
I
'm
too
jived-up
to
sleep
.
"
Rachel
smiled
.
"
You
'll
end
up
getting
Norma
Crandall
to
tell
you
where
it
hurts
and
what
kind
of
mattress
she
sleeps
on
.
"
Louis
laughed
,
thinking
how
funny
--
funny
and
scary
--
it
was
,
the
way
wives
could
read
their
husbands
"
minds
after
a
while
.
"
He
was
here
when
we
needed
him
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
can
do
him
a
favor
,
I
guess
.
"
"
Barter
system
?
"
He
shrugged
,
unwilling
and
unsure
how
to
tell
her
that
he
had
taken
a
liking
to
Crandall
on
short
notice
.
"
How
's
his
wife
?
"
"
Very
sweet
,
"
Rachel
said
.
"
Gage
sat
on
her
lap
.
I
was
surprised
because
he
's
had
a
hard
day
,
and
you
know
he
does
n't
take
very
well
to
new
people
on
short
notice
under
the
best
of
circumstances
.
And
she
had
a
dolly
she
let
Eileen
play
with
.
"
