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"
He
said
something
about
a
dead
man
.
"
He
flushed
painfully
at
this
admission
that
he
had
been
present
at
the
dance
.
He
made
urging
motions
at
the
smoke
and
with
his
body
.
"
Do
n't
stop
--
go
on
up
!
"
"
Smoke
's
getting
thinner
.
"
"
We
need
more
wood
already
,
even
when
it
's
wet
.
"
"
My
asthma
--
"
The
response
was
mechanical
.
"
Sucks
to
your
ass-mar
.
"
"
If
I
pull
logs
,
I
get
my
asthma
bad
.
I
wish
I
did
n't
,
Ralph
,
but
there
it
is
.
"
The
three
boys
went
into
the
forest
and
fetched
armfuls
of
rotten
wood
.
Once
more
the
smoke
rose
,
yellow
and
thick
.
"
Let
's
get
something
to
eat
.
"
Together
they
went
to
the
fruit
trees
,
carrying
their
spears
,
saying
little
,
cramming
in
haste
.
When
they
came
out
of
the
forest
again
the
sun
was
setting
and
only
embers
glowed
in
the
fire
,
and
there
was
no
smoke
.
