Reconnoitring them through a small grated loophole, he refused to open the door till they had explained their business. ’ ‘There is no need for this,’ he ventured mildly, and lifted his finger to show his own pistol was not cocked. When he awoke, it was late in the day; but though he heard voices outside, and now and then caught a glimpse of a face peeping at him through the iron grating over the door, no one entered the prison, or held any communication with him. You shall not take me alive. But he is kind of cute. He realized that he was committed to the path across the fields, an uninteresting walk at the best of times. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce.
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