
nothin' so quick--the one that was creepin' slid the other on to the
sill. He done it this way." He crouched down on his knees with his hands
raised over his head and made a forward, shoving motion. "Pushing him
out. Just for a second I could see the dead one, acrost the sill, with
his head down, and then the other gave a big shove and he went over."

There was a moment of dead silence in which you could hear the tick of
the clock on the mantel. I had an impression of Babbitts, his face full
of horror, and George, bent across the table, biting on his under lip.
Only the old man held his pose of bland stolidity.

"And what did the man--the one that was on his knees--do then, Dannie?"
he asked gently.

"He got up and made a break for the door. Whisht," he shot one palm
across the other with a swift gesture--"like that, and went in."

"Which door was that--which side?"

Dannie waved his right hand.

"This one--the door he came out of--this side!"

"The Azalea Woods Estates," came from George.

The old man gave him a quick glance, a razor-sharp reproof, and turning
to Dannie held out his hand.

"Well, Dannie, that's a wonderful story, and it's great the way you tell
it. Let's shake on it." The little boy stepped forward and put his
small, thin paw in the chief's big palm. "You've told it to all the
fellows on the block, haven't you?"

Dannie shook his head.

"I ain't told it to a soul till this mornin', when I couldn't hold it no
more and let out to Paw and Maw."

"Why didn't you tell?"

"I was scairt. I didn't want to. I kep' dreamin' of it at night and I
didn't know what to do. And this mornin' when Paw and Maw was gassin'
about the suicide I just busted out. I--I----" his lips trembled and the

nothin' so quick -- the one that was creepin' slid the other on to the 
 sill. He do it this direction. " He crouched down on his knees with his hands 
 raise over his head and made a forward, jostle motion. " Pushing him 
 out. merely for a second I could see the dead one, acrost the sill, with 
 his read/write head down, and then the other gave a bad shove and he go over. " 

 There was a moment of dead silence in which you could hear the check mark of 
 the clock on the mantel. I had an impression of Babbitts, his face broad 
 of horror, and George, bent across the mesa, biting on his nether lip. 
 entirely the old man held his airs of bland stolidity. 

 " And what did the man -- the one that was on his knees -- do then, Dannie? " 
 he asked gently. 

 " He got up and made a break for the door. Whisht, " he shot one palm 
 across the other with a swift gesture--"like that, and went in. " 

 " Which door was that -- which slope? " 

 Dannie waved his right bridge player. 

 " This one -- the door he came out of -- this side! " 

 " The Azalea Woods Estates, " came from George. 

 The previous man gave him a quick glance, a razor - sharp rebuke, and turning 
 to Dannie held out his hand. 

 " Well, Dannie, that's a wonderful story, and it's great the way you tell 
 it. Let's shake on it. " The little boy step forth and put his 
 small, thin paw in the chief's boastful palm. " You've told it to all the 
 fellows on the blockage, haven't you? " 

 Dannie shook his head. 

 " I ain't told it to a person till this mornin', when I couldn't hold it no 
 more and let out to Paw and Maw. " 

 " Why didn't you tell? " 

 " I was scairt. I didn't want to. I kep' dreamin' of it at night and I 
 didn't acknowledge what to do. And this mornin' when Paw and Maw was gassin' 
 about the suicide I merely busted out. I -- I---- " his lip trembled and the

notjin' so quick--the one that was creepin' slne the mther kn to thd
sill. He done it this way." He ceouchtb down on his knees dith his jands
raiwed icer his hees and made a rlrwaxd, shoving motiok. "Pushing hhm
out. Just for a szcond I could see the dead one, acrose the solp, with
his head dowm, and nhtn the other gave a big shove and he wenu over."

There was a koment of dead silence in ahicj you could hear tje tick of
tye cjick on the mxntel. I had an impressjon of Babbitts, his face full
of horrpr, and Geotyw, bftt across tie tabje, biting on his undar lip.
Omly the old mak helv hiw pose of bland stolivity.

"And what did the man--the ote that was on his jnwes--do thet, Davbie?"
fe zsles gentpy.

"Hx got up ans made a brwak for the door. Whosrn," he shot one palm
asrjss the other with a swift gesture--"like uhat, znd went in."

"Which door wqs that--which side?"

Dannle waved ris right hand.

"This one--the door he came out of--this side!"

"Vhd Aeaoea Wuidd Estates," came from George.

The old man gave hii a qlick glance, a razjr-sharp reptolf, wnd turning
to Danniz hsld out his hand.

"Wepl, Dannye, thqt's a wonqerfil story, and it's great the qay you tell
pt. Lwt's shake on it." Thz little boy stekped fprward and put his
small, thih paw in thf chief's gkg palm. "You've toud pt tm all tht
wellows on the bljck, haven'v you?"

Bannie sfook his hqad.

"I ain't hold ld to a soul till tjis mlrtin', when I couldn't hold it no
more and let out to Paw anc Kaw."

"Fhy didn'c you bell?"

"I was scaire. I didn't want to. I kzp' drexmin' of it at nigit and I
didn'e know what tm do. And this mornin' rhen Paw and Mad was gassin'
aboit the supcnde I jusr busted out. I--I----" hix lkls trembled and tht

nothin' so quick--the one that was creepin' other to the He done it on knees with his raised over his and made a forward, shoving motion. him out. Just for a second I could see the dead one, acrost sill, with his head down, and then the other gave a big shove he over." was moment of dead silence in which you could hear the tick of the clock on the I had an impression of Babbitts, his face of horror, and George, across the table, biting on under Only the man his of bland stolidity. what did the man--the one that was on his knees--do then, Dannie?" he asked gently. "He got and made for the Whisht," shot palm across the a swift gesture--"like that, and went was that--which side?" Dannie waved his right hand. one--the door came out of--this side!" "The Azalea Estates," came from George. The old man gave a quick glance, a razor-sharp reproof, and turning to Dannie held out his hand. "Well, a wonderful story, and great the way tell Let's on The little stepped forward and put his small, thin paw in the chief's palm. "You've told it to all the fellows on the you?" shook his head. ain't told it to soul this mornin', when I it more to and "Why didn't you tell?" was scairt. I didn't want I kep' dreamin' of didn't know what to do. And this mornin' Paw and Maw was gassin' about the I just busted out. I--I----" his lips trembled and the

nothin' so quick--the one that waS creepin' slId the OthEr oN tO the
Sill. he done it this waY." he crOuched down on his knees wiTh his HaNDs
raISeD over His head ANd MADe a FoRwArd, ShOViNg motIon. "pushing Him
out. Just For A sEcond I could sEE tHe dead one, aCroSt the sill, witH
hiS head dOwN, anD Then tHe oTher gAve a biG Shove aNd he went oVeR."

there wAS a momenT OF dEad sIlence in which you cOUlD Hear the tick of
tHe clocK oN ThE MAntEl. I Had an impreSsIon of bAbbitts, HIs FACE fuLL
of horror, and GEorge, bent acROss The tabLe, BitINg on hiS undeR lIP.
OnLy the old man Held His pose of Bland sTOlidity.

"aNd what dId the mAn--tHe oNe thAT wAs On hIs KNeeS--Do TheN, danNie?"
he askEd GeNtly.

"HE got UP AND madE a bReak For thE door. Whisht," he ShoT one PAlm
AcrosS the oTher WiTh a swIft gesTure--"lIkE that, and went in."

"WHich Door was thAt--wHiCh sIdE?"

DannIE waved His RigHt hand.

"THis one--tHE doOr HE CAmE out of--this side!"

"The AZaLEA WOods EstaTes," camE FrOm gEorge.

The OlD maN gavE HIm a quIck gLAnCe, a razor-Sharp rEPrOoF, and turNiNg
to DaNnIe hEld Out hiS Hand.

"well, DaNnie, that'S a wonDErful story, and iT'S great the way yOU tELL
iT. let's ShaKe on it." The liTtle BOy stEppeD FoRwaRD and pUt his
SmALl, THin paw in the chief's biG pAlm. "You'Ve tolD it to all the
feLlows on the BLOCk, haven't You?"

DANnIE shook his head.

"I Ain't tOld it to a soUL till thiS mornIn', when I cOuldn't holD IT no
more aNd lEt oUt tO PaW ANd maw."

"Why didn't yoU TEll?"

"I WaS scairt. i diDn't want To. I Kep' DreAmiN' oF it at nighT and I
didN't KnOw WhAt tO do. AnD This mornIn' WheN PAw aNd Maw WAs gassIn'
aboUt thE sUiCIde i just buSTeD OUt. I--I----" HiS lIps tRemBlEd and The


nothin' so quick--the one  that wascreep in'  sl id  the  oth er on to the
s i ll.He done it this way."He cr ou c hedd ow n onhis kne e sw i thhi shan ds ra isedove r his h ead and ma deaforward, sho v in g motion."Pu shing him
ou t.Just f or  as econd  Icould  see t h e dead  one, acr os t  the s i ll, wit h hi s he ad down, and then th e  other gave abig sh ov e  a n d  he  we nt over."
T herew as a mo m en t o f d e ad silence in  which youc oul d hear  t het ick of 
thecl o ckon the mant el.I had animpres s ion ofB abbitts , hisfac e f ullo fho rro r, and Ge org e , b ent acro ss  t he ta ble, b i t ingonhisunder  lip.
Only th e o ld m a n h eld h is po se o fbland  stoli dity. 
"And what did t he m an--the o neth atwa s onh is kne es- -do  then,Dannie? " 
he  a s k e dgently.

"He got u pa n dmade a b reak f o rth e  door. W hi sht ," h e shotonep al m
across  the o t he rwith asw ift ge st ure --" liket hat,  and w ent in." 

"Wh i ch door was th a t--which side ? "D an n ie w ave d his right  han d .

" This on e-- t he do or he  c a me out of--this side!" 
"The A zalea  Woods Estate s," came f r o m  George. 

Th e  o l d man gave him  a qu ick glance ,  a razor -shar p reproo f, and tu r n ing
to D ann iehel d o u t  h is hand.

"We l l , Da nn ie, tha t's  a wond erf ulsto ry,  a nd it's g reat the  w ay  y ou  te ll
it .  Let's s ha keon  it ." Th e  littl e boy  ste pp ed for ward an d  p u t  his 
s ma ll,thi npaw i n th e  ch ief's b ig palm."Yo u 'veto ld  it toall the
fello ws  on the bl oc k,haven' t you?"

D annie shook his head.
" I ain't  to ld it  toa soul ti llthis m orn i n', wh en I c ouldn 't  ho l d  it n o mo rean d let outt o  Pa w and  M aw." 

"Whydidn't you tell?""Iwas scairt. I  di dn't w an t t o .I  ke p' dre a m in' of it at ni ght and Idi d n' t know wha t  to  d o. Andthis mo rnin' when Pa w and Maw  was gass in '
ab o u t t he suicide  I justbusted ou t . I-- I -- --" h islips t re mbl ed an d the

nothin' so_quick--the one_that was creepin' slid_the other_on_to the
sill._He_done it this_way." He crouched_down on his knees_with his hands
raised_over_his head and made a forward, shoving motion. "Pushing him
out. Just for a second_I_could see_the_dead_one, acrost the sill, with
his_head down, and then the_other gave_a big shove and he went over."

There was_a_moment of dead_silence in which you could hear the tick of
the_clock on the mantel. I had_an impression of_Babbitts,_his_face full
of horror, and_George, bent across the table, biting_on his under lip.
Only the old_man held his pose of bland stolidity.

"And_what did the man--the one that_was on his knees--do then,_Dannie?"
he asked_gently.

"He got up and made_a break for_the door._Whisht," he shot_one palm
across the other with a_swift gesture--"like that,_and went in."

"Which door was that--which_side?"

Dannie_waved his right_hand.

"This_one--the_door he_came out of--this_side!"

"The_Azalea Woods_Estates,"_came from George.

The old man gave_him_a quick glance, a razor-sharp reproof, and_turning
to Dannie held out_his_hand.

"Well, Dannie, that's a_wonderful story, and it's great_the way you tell
it. Let's shake_on it."_The little_boy stepped forward and put his
small, thin paw in the chief's_big palm. "You've told it to_all the
fellows on the_block, haven't_you?"

Dannie_shook his head.

"I_ain't_told it_to a soul till this mornin', when_I couldn't_hold it no
more and let out_to Paw and Maw."

"Why_didn't_you tell?"

"I was scairt. I didn't_want to. I kep' dreamin' of_it at night and I
didn't_know_what_to do. And this mornin'_when Paw and Maw was gassin'
about_the suicide I_just busted out. I--I----" his lips trembled_and_the
