As for his mother, she sat staring straight into
the fire and madeno answer. Then Luke went away with the policeman to pay their
fines.
But if you get out of here thats what youve got
topay.
Wy I doubt it very much, he said, thrustinghis
fingers through his hair. Wy I doubt it very much, he said, thrustinghis fingers
through his hair.
So help me, God, Illkill him dead, as sure as my
name is Emmet Blake!
This cheque youve given me is for five hundred
dollars.
I dont want my family to know I evergot into any
trouble like this. Robert said more kindly, but with a hoarsederisive laugh, youve
just been seeing things, son.
W-w-w-wy the nice neat nigger-BaptistGod-damned
sons of bitches!
He held him hard in the tension of desperation, and
Kitchinpromised. When I get home Ill killhim if its the last thing I ever
do!
Blake continued in a tone of dogged,
drunkenrepetition, still talking to himself.
Ill get my forty-five out when I go home. You goout
there and tell them we want out of here!
Black nighthad come when they had reached the
mountains. W-w-w-wy the nice neat nigger-BaptistGod-damned sons of
bitches!
We wereall drunk, and we were driving pretty
fast.
Until that day he had had all the pride and
arrogance ayoung man knows. There was noone there; you just imagined
it.
XLIVWhen they got out into the street again, night
had almost come.
And Id had as much todrink as any of
you.
But if you get out of here thats what youve got
topay.
Wy f-f-f-frankly I dont believe he wasdrunk at all.
Thats whatIve been telling them all afternoon. W-w-w-wy the nice neat
nigger-BaptistGod-damned sons of bitches!
Black nighthad come when they had reached the
mountains.