then the smile disappeared from his face and his head fell to one side on the wooden floor.
mrs. sype touched him, then stood up very slowly and looked at me calmly, with dry eyes.
she said in a low clear voice,'will you held me carry him to the bed? i don not like him here with these people.
'sure,'i said.'what was that he said?
'i do not know. something about the fish, i think. it does not matter.