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〃Small difference： I'm not dead。〃
〃Don't be that way。〃
〃What way？ Don't be what way？〃
〃You're mad。〃
Graham closed his eyes for a moment。
〃Hello。〃
〃I'm not mad； Molly。 You do what you want to。 I'll call you when things wind up here。〃
〃You could e up here。〃
〃I don't think so。〃
〃Why not？ There's plenty of room。 Mamamma would…〃
〃Molly； they don't like me and you know why。 Every time they look at me； I remind them。〃
〃That's not fair and it's not true either。〃
Graham was very tired。
〃Okay。 They're full of shit and they make me sick … try that one。〃
〃Don't say that。〃
〃They want the boy。 Maybe they like you all right； probably they do； if they ever think about it。 But they want the boy and they'll take you。 They don't want me and I could care less。 I want you。 In Florida。 Willy too； when he gets tired of his pony。〃
〃You'll feel better when you get some sleep。〃
〃I doubt it。 Look； I'll call you when I know something here。〃
〃Sure。〃 She hung up。
〃Ape shit；〃 Graham said。 〃Ape shit。〃
Crawford stuck his head in the door。 〃Did I hear you say 'ape shit'？〃
〃You did。〃
〃Well； cheer up。 Aynesworth called in from the site。 He has something for you。 He said we ought to e on out； he's got some static from the locals。〃
CHAPTER 51
Aynesworth was pouring ashes carefully into new paint cans when Graham and Crawford got to the black ruin where Dolarhyde's house had stood。
He was covered with soot and a large blister puffed under his ear。 Special Agent Janowitz from Explosives was working down in the cellar。
A tall sack of a man fidgeted beside a dusty Oldsmobile in the drive。 He intercepted Crawford and Graham as they crossed the yard。
〃Are you Crawford？〃
〃That's right。〃
〃I'm Robert L。 Dulaney。 I'm the coroner and this is my jurisdiction。〃 He showed them his card。 It said 〃Vote for Robert L。 Dulaney。〃
Crawford waited。
〃Your man here has some evidence that should have been turned over to me。 He's kept me waiting for nearly an hour。〃
〃Sorry for the inconvenience； Mr。 Dulaney。 He was following my instructions。 Why don't you have a seat in your car and I'll clear this up。
Dulaney started after them。
Crawford turned around。 〃You'll excuse us； Mr。 Dulaney。 Have a seat in your car。〃
Section Chief Aynesworth was grinning； his teeth white in his sooty face。 He had been sieving ashes all morning。
〃As section chief； it gives me great pleasure…〃
〃To pull your prong； we all know that；〃 Janowitz said； climbing from the black tangle of the cellar。
〃Silence in the ranks； Indian Janowitz。 Fetch the items of interest。〃 He tossed Janowitz a set of car keys。
From the trunk of an FBI sedan Janowitz brought a long cardboard box。 A shotgun； the stock burned off and barrels twisted by the heat； was wired to the bottom of the box。 A smaller box contained a blackened automatic pistol。
〃The pistol came out better；〃 Aynesworth said。 〃Ballistics may be able to make a match with it。 e on； Janowitz； get to it。〃
Aynesworth took three plastic freezer bags from him。
〃Front and center； Graham。〃 For a moment the humor left Aynesworth's face。 This was a hunter's ritual； like smearing Graham's forehead with blood。
〃That was a real sly show； podna。〃 Aynesworth put the bags in Graham's hands。
One bag contained five inches of a charred human femur and the ball of a hip。 Another contained a wristwatch。 The third held the teeth。
The plate was black and broken and only half was there； but that half contained the unmistakable pegged lateral incisor。
Graham supposed he should say something。 〃Thanks。 Thanks a lot。〃
His head swam briefly and he relaxed all over。
〃。 。 。 museum piece；〃 Aynesworth was saying。 〃We have to turn it over to the turkey； don't we； Jack？〃
〃Yeah。 But there're some pros in the St。 Louis coroner's office。 They'll e over and make good impressions。 We'll have those。〃
Crawford and the others huddled with the coroner beside his car。 Graham was alone with the house。 He listened to the wind in the chimneys。 He hoped Bloom would e here when he was well。 Probably he would。
Graham wanted to know about Dolarhyde。 He wanted to know what happened here； what bred the Dragon。 But he had had enough for now。
A mockingbird lit on the top of a chimney and whistled。
Graham whistled back。
He was going home。
CHAPTER 52
Graham smiled when he felt the jet's big push rocket him up and away from St。 Louis； turning across the sun's path south and east at last toward home。
Molly and Willy would be there。
〃Let's don't jack around about who's sorry for what。 I'll pick you up in Marathon； kiddo；〃 she said on the phone。
In time he hoped he would remember the few good moments … the satisfaction of seeing people at work who were deeply mitted to their skills。 He supposed you could find that anywhere if you knew enough about what you were watching。
It would have been presumptuous to thank Lloyd Bowman and Beverly Katz； so he just told them on the telephone that he was glad to have worked with them again。
One thing bothered him a little： the way he felt when Crawford turned from the telephone in Chicago and said； 〃It's Gateway。〃
Possibly that was the most intense and savage joy that had ever burst in him。 It was unsettling to know that the happiest moment of his life had e then； in that stuffy jury room in the city of Chicago。 When even before he knew； he knew。
He didn't tell Lloyd Bowman how it felt； he didn't have to。 〃You know； when his theorem rang the cherries； Pythagoras gave one hundred oxen to the Muse；〃 Bowman said。 〃Nothing sweeter； is there？ Don't answer … it lasts better if you don't spend it talking。〃
Graham grew more impatient the closer he got to home and to Molly。 In Miami he had to go out on the apron to board Aunt Lula； the old DC…3 that flew to Marathon。
He liked DC…3's。 He liked everything today。
Aunt Lula was built when Graham was five years old and her wings were always dirty with a film of oil that blew back from the engines。 He had great confidence in her。 He ran to her as though she had landed in a jungle clearing to rescue him。
Islamorada's lights were ing on as the island passed under the wing。 Graham could still see whitecaps on the Atlantic side。 In minutes they were descending to Marathon。
It was like the first time he came to Marathon。 He had e aboard Aunt Lula that time too； and often afterward he went to the airfield at dusk to watch her ing in； slow and steady； flaps down； fire flickering out her exhausts and all the passengers safe behind their lighted windows。
The takeoffs were good to watch as well； but when the old airplane made her great arc to the north it left him sad and empty and the air was acrid with good…byes。 He learned to watch only the landings and hellos。
That was before Molly。
With a final grunt； the airplane swung onto the apron。 Graham saw Molly and Willy standing behind the fence； under the floodlights。
Willy was solidly planted in front of her。 He'd stay there until Graham joined them。 Only then would he wander along； examining whatever interested him。 Graham liked him for that。
Molly was the same height as Graham；