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So
what
?
So
a
strange
vehicle
over
there
could
mean
trouble
,
that
was
so
what
.
Louis
drew
the
curtain
aside
and
examined
the
vehicle
more
closely
.
It
was
a
small
blue
car
,
a
Chevette
.
And
curled
up
on
top
of
it
,
apparently
sleeping
,
was
Church
.
He
looked
for
a
long
time
before
letting
the
curtain
go
.
Jud
had
company
,
that
was
all
--
so
what
?
And
it
was
maybe
too
early
to
worry
about
what
was
or
was
not
going
to
happen
with
Gage
;
Church
had
n't
come
back
until
almost
one
o'clock
,
and
it
was
only
nine
o'clock
now
.
Nine
o'clock
on
a
beautiful
May
morning
.
He
would
simply
go
downstairs
and
make
some
coffee
,
get
out
the
heating
pad
and
wrap
it
around
his
knee
,
and
--
--
and
what
's
Church
doing
on
top
of
that
car
?
"
Oh
,
come
on
,
"
he
said
aloud
and
began
to
limp
back
down
the
hall
.
Cats
slept
anywhere
and
everywhere
;
it
was
the
nature
of
the
beast
.
Except
Church
does
n't
cross
the
road
anymore
,
remember
?
"
Forget
it
,
"
he
muttered
and
paused
halfway
down
the
stairs
(
which
he
was
working
his
way
down
almost
sidesaddle
)
.
Talking
to
himself
,
that
was
bad
.
That
was
--
What
was
that
thing
in
the
woods
last
night
?
