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Mr Nesbitt sighed and sa Women”

“I got to go It’s late”

“Stick around, you got nothing to do”

I knehat he was trying to do He was trying to keep one He was trying to keepher “My wife’ll be home in ten ht there”

We played cards The clock ticked The sun went down the sky It was getting late The screao,” I said

“Another game,” said Mr Nesbitt “Wait another hour, kid My wife’ll come yet Wait”

In another hour he looked at his watch “Well, kid, I guess you can go now” And I knehat his plan was He’d sneak down in theup his wife, still alive, and take her so” He let one from the box

The door shut in my face

I went back near the empty lot and hid in some bushes What could I do? Tell my folks? But they hadn’t believed me Call the police on Mr Charlie Nesbitt? But he said his ay visiting Nobody would believe me!

I watched Mr Kelly’s house He wasn’t in sight I ran over to the place where the screa had been and just stood there

The screaht I would never hear a screaht

I bent down and put round

And then I heard it, way doay deep, and so faint I could hardly hear it

The wo

So about, “I loved you fair, I loved you well”