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"I remember," she said

"You re houses, andwhen he was old, and the thanks he got was being hung by Dr Phillips and Mr Button Well," said Willie, "the shoe's on the other foot now We'll see who gets laws passed against hiets segregated in shows We'll just wait and see"

"Oh, Willie, you're talking trouble"

"Everybody's talking Everybody's thought on this day, thinking it'd never be Thinking, What kind of day would it be if the white man ever came up here to Mars? But here's the day, and we can't run away

"Ain't you going to let the white people live up here?"

"Sure" He smiled, but it was a wide, mean smile, and his eyes were mad "They can coot to do to deserve it is live in their own small part of town, the slums, and shine our shoes for us, and mop up our trash, and sit in the last row in the balcony That's all we ask And once a e hang one or two of them Simple!"

"You don't sound human, and I don't like it"

"You'll have to get used to it," he said He braked the car to a stop before the house and juht"

"Oh, Willie," she wailed, and just sat there in the car while he ran up the steps and slammed the front door

She went along She didn't want to go along, but he rattled around in the attic, cursing like a crazy uns She saw the brutalin the black attic, and she couldn't see hi, and at last his long legs ca down from the attic in a shower of dust, and he stacked up bunches of brass shells and blew out the gun chambers and clicked shells into the bitterness there "Leave us alone," he keptaway from him suddenly, uncontrolled "Leave us blame alone, why don't they?"

"Willie, Willie"

"You too--you too" And he gave her the same look, and a pressure of his hatred touched her mind

Outside thethe boys gabbled to each other "White as milk, she said White as milk"

"White as this old flower, you see?"

"White as a stone, like chalk you write with"