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like your mouth was cut every time you drank。
〃Hey； Mr。 Edgebe；〃 he said。 〃You think； if a man he sincerely repent of what he done wrong； he might get to go back to the time that was happiest for him and live there forever？ Could that be what heaven is like？〃
〃I've just about believed that very thing；〃 I said； which was a he I didn't regret in the least。 I had learned of matters eternal at my mother's pretty knee； and what I believed is what the Good Book says about murderers： that there is no eternal life in them。 I think they go straight to hell； where they burn in torment until God finally gives Gabriel the nod to blow the Judgment Trump。 When he does； they'll wink out 。。。 and probably glad to go they will be。 But I never gave a hint of such beliefs to Bitterbuck； or to any of them。 I think in their hearts they knew it。 Where is your brother； his blood crieth to me from the ground； God said to Cain； and I doubt if the words were much of a surprise to that particular problem…child； I bet he heard Abel's blood whining out of the earth at him with each step he took。
The Chief was smiling when I left； perhaps thinking about his lodge in Montana and his wife lying bare…breasted in the light of the fire。 He would be walking in a warmer fire soon； I had no doubt。
I went back up the corridor； and Dean told me about his set…to with Percy the previous night。 I think he'd waited around just so he could； and I listened carefully。 I always listened carefull
