It about our Willie. He been a bad boy and done got hisself in mighty bad trouble. And us got to do something. Doctor Copeland walked from the hall with rigid steps. He stopped in the bedroom for his bathrobe, shawl, and slippers and went back to the kitchen. Portia was waiting for him there. The kitchen was lifeless and cold. All right. What has he done? What is it? Just wait a minute. Just let me find brain room so I can study it all out and tell it to you plain.’

He crushed some sheets of newspaper lying on thehearth and picked up a few sticks of kindling.

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