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fat　mans　grotesque　speed　and　agility；　little　eyes　flashing；　jowls　quivering　as

he　spoke　to　her　just　as　he　had　always　spoken　to　his　children　during　such

outbursts。　〃Now。　Now　by　Christ。　I　guess　youll　take　your　medicine　now。　Goddam

puppy。　Whelp。　e　on　and　take　your　medicine。〃　The　cane　had　gone　up　and　down　on

her　seven　more　times　before　Brett　and　Mike　got　hold　of　him；　dragged　him　away；

wrestled　the　cane　out　of　his　hand。　Jack

（little　Jacky　now　he　was　little　Jacky　now　dozing　and　mumbling　on　a　cobwebby

camp　chair　while　the　furnace　roared　into　hollow　life　behind　him）

knew　exactly　how　many　blows　it　had　been　because　each　soft　whump　against　his

mothers　body　had　been　engraved　on　his　memory　like　the　irrational　swipe　of　a

chisel　on　stone。　Seven　whumps。　No　more；　no　less。　He　and　Becky　crying；

unbelieving；　looking　at　their　mothers　spectacles　lying　in　her　mashed　potatoes；

one　cracked　lens　smeared　with　gravy。　Brett　shouting　at　Daddy　from　the　back　hall；

telling　him　hed　kill　him　if　he　moved。　And　Daddy　saying　over　and　over：　〃Damn

little　puppy。　Damn　little　whelp。　Give　me　my　cane；　you　damn　little　pup。　Give　it

to　me。〃　Brett　brandishing　it　hysterically；　saying　yes；　yes；　Ill　give　it　to　you；

just　you　move　a　little　bit　and　Ill　give　you　all　you　want　and　two　extra。　Ill

give　you　plenty。　Momma　getting　slowly　to　her　feet；　dazed；　her　face　already

puffed　and　swelling　like　an　old　tire　with　too　much　air　in　it；　bleeding　in　four

or　five　different　places；　and　she　had　said　a　terrible　thing；　perhaps　the　only

thing　Momma　had　ever　said　which　Jacky　could　recall　word　for　word：　〃Whos　got　the

newspaper？　Your　daddy　wants　the　funnies。　Is　it　raining　yet？〃　And　then　she　sank

to　her　knees　again；　her　hair　hanging　in　her　puffed　and　bleeding　face。　Mike

calling　the　doctor；　babbling　into　the　phone。　Could　he　e　right　away？　It　was

their　mother。　No；　he　couldnt　say　what　the　trouble　was；　not　over　the　phone；　not

over　a　party　line　he　couldnt。　Just　e。　The　doctor　came　and　took　Momma　away　to

the　hospital　where　Daddy　had　worked　all　of　his　adult　life。　Daddy；　sobered　up

some　（or　perhaps　only　with　the　stupid　cunning　of　any　hardpressed　animal）；　told

the　doctor　she　had　fallen　downstairs。　There　was　blood　on　the　tablecloth　because

he　had　tried　to　wipe　her　dear　face　with　it。　Had　her　glasses　flown　all　the　way

through　the　living　room　and　into　the　dining　room　to　land　in　her　mashed　potatoes

and　gravy？　the　doctor　asked　with　a　kind　of　horrid；　grinning　sarcasm。　Is　that

what　happened；　Mark？　I　have　heard　of　folks　who　can　get　a　radio　station　on　their

gold　fillings　and　I　have　seen　a　man　get　shot　between　the　eyes　and　live　to　tell

about　it；　but　that　is　a　new　one　on　me。　Daddy　had　merely　shook　his　head　and　said

he　didnt　know；　they　must　have　fallen　off　her　face　when　he　brought　her　through

the　dining　room。　The　four　children　had　been　stunned　to　silence　by　the　calm

stupendousness　of　the　lie。　Four　days　later　Brett　quit　his　job　in　the　mill　and

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