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"
I
'm
fine
,
"
Ellie
said
and
produced
a
hideous
smile
of
sharklike
proportions
to
show
him
how
fine
she
was
.
"
What
's
that
picture
you
got
there
?
"
For
a
moment
Louis
thought
she
would
hold
it
,
refuse
to
show
him
,
and
then
with
a
painful
shyness
she
passed
it
to
Jud
.
He
held
it
in
his
big
fingers
,
fingers
that
were
so
splayed
and
somehow
clumsy-looking
,
fingers
that
looked
fit
mostly
for
grappling
with
the
transmissions
of
big
road
machines
or
making
couplings
on
the
B
&
M
Line
--
but
they
were
also
the
fingers
that
had
pulled
a
bee
stinger
from
Gage
's
neck
with
all
the
offhand
skill
of
a
magician
...
or
a
surgeon
.
"
Why
,
that
's
real
nice
,
"
Jud
said
.
"
You
pullin
him
on
a
sled
.
Bet
he
liked
that
,
did
n't
he
,
Ellie
?
"
Beginning
to
weep
,
Ellie
nodded
.
Rachel
began
to
say
something
,
but
Louis
squeezed
her
arm
--
be
still
awhile
.
"
I
used
to
pull
im
a
lot
,
"
Ellie
said
,
weeping
,
"
and
he
'd
laugh
and
laugh
Then
we
'd
go
in
and
Mommy
would
fix
us
cocoa
and
say
,
"
Put
your
boots
away
,
"
and
Gage
would
grab
them
all
up
and
scream
"
Boots
!
Boots
!
"
so
loud
it
hurt
your
ears
.
Remember
that
,
Mom
?
"
Rachel
nodded
.
"
Yeah
,
I
bet
that
was
a
good
time
,
all
right
,
"
Jud
said
,
handing
the
picture
back
.
"
And
he
may
be
dead
now
,
Ellie
,
but
you
can
keep
your
memories
of
him
.
"
