The Leatherwood God by William Dean Howells
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thinkin'."
"What is he goin' to do?" the man asked from his daze. "Nothing. He said he wouldn't do nothing if I didn't. If he hadn't said it I might believe it!" Laban shifted his weight where he stood from one foot to the other. "He passed the night at David's. He's passed two nights there." "Was it the snorting man?" "I reckon." "I heard about him at the Cross Roads. Why didn't David tell us yesterday?" "Maybe he hadn't thought it out. David thinks slow. He likes to be sure before he speaks. He was sure enough this morning!" the woman ended bitterly. "What did he say?" "He said it was living in sin for us to keep together if he was alive." Laban pondered it. "I reckon if we come together without knowing he was alive, it ain't no sin." "Yes, it is!" she shrieked. |
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