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"
I
did
n't
mean
to
laugh
...
that
is
,
we
did
n't
mean
to
laugh
...
it
's
just
that
we
're
...
a
little
tired
.
"
That
--
the
understatement
of
it
--
caused
him
to
giggle
again
.
He
felt
totally
exhausted
.
Crandall
nodded
.
"
Course
you
are
,
"
he
said
,
which
came
out
:
Coss
you
aaa
.
He
glanced
at
Rachel
.
"
Why
do
n't
you
take
your
little
boy
and
your
daughter
over
to
the
house
for
a
minute
,
Missus
Creed
?
We
can
put
some
bakin
soda
on
a
washrag
and
cool
that
off
some
.
My
wife
would
like
to
say
hello
too
.
She
do
n't
get
out
too
much
.
Arthritis
got
bad
the
last
two
or
three
years
.
"
Rachel
glanced
at
Louis
,
who
nodded
.
"
That
would
be
very
kind
of
you
,
Mr.
Crandall
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
just
answer
to
Jud
,
"
he
said
.
There
was
a
sudden
loud
honk
,
a
motor
winding
down
,
and
then
the
big
blue
moving
van
was
turning
--
lumbering
--
into
the
driveway
.
"
Oh
Christ
,
and
I
do
n't
know
where
the
keys
are
,
"
Louis
said
.
"
That
's
okay
,
"
Crandall
said
.
"
I
got
a
set
.
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Cleveland
--
they
that
lived
here
before
you
--
gave
me
a
set
,
oh
,
must
have
been
fourteen
,
fifteen
years
ago
.
They
lived
here
a
long
time
.
Joan
Cleveland
was
my
wife
's
best
friend
.
She
died
two
years
ago
Bill
went
to
that
old
folks
"
apartment
complex
over
in
Orrington
.
I
'll
bring
em
back
over
.
They
belong
to
you
now
,
anyway
.
"
