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"
Well
--
"
"
No
,
"
Jud
said
,
as
if
Louis
had
simply
agreed
.
"
It
do
n't
.
"
And
in
his
calm
voice
that
was
so
sure
and
so
implacable
,
in
that
voice
which
somehow
put
the
chill
through
Louis
,
he
said
:
"
They
are
secret
things
.
Women
are
supposed
to
be
the
ones
good
at
keeping
secrets
,
and
I
guess
they
do
keep
a
few
,
but
any
woman
who
knows
anything
at
all
would
tell
you
she
's
never
really
seen
into
any
man
's
heart
.
The
soil
of
a
man
's
heart
is
stonier
,
Louis
--
like
the
soil
up
there
in
the
old
Micmac
burying
ground
.
Bedrock
's
close
.
A
man
grows
what
he
can
...
and
he
tends
it
.
"
"
Jud
--
"
"
Do
n't
question
,
Louis
.
Accept
what
's
done
and
follow
your
heart
.
"
"
But
--
"
"
But
nothing
.
Accept
what
's
done
,
Louis
,
and
follow
your
heart
.
We
did
what
was
right
this
time
...
at
least
,
I
hope
to
Christ
it
was
right
.
Another
time
it
could
be
wrong
--
wrong
as
hell
.
"
"
Will
you
at
least
answer
one
question
?
"
"
Well
,
let
's
hear
what
it
is
,
and
then
we
'll
see
.
"
"
How
did
you
know
about
that
place
?
"
This
question
had
also
occurred
to
Louis
on
the
way
back
,
along
with
the
suspicion
that
Jud
himself
might
be
part
Micmac
--
although
he
did
not
look
like
it
;
he
looked
as
if
every
one
of
his
ancestors
had
been
one
hundred
percent
card-carrying
Anglos
.
