But it caught me.

An' there she was, undoing the box, and I heard her saying she had plenty of good stuff to eat.

An' she called me Stampede, like she'd known me all her life, and with that coach rolling an' rocking and the thunder an' lightning an' rain piling up against each other like sin, she came over and sat down beside me and began to feed me.

She did that, Alan--_fed_ me.

When the lightning fired up, I could see her eyes shining and her lips smilin' as if all that hell about us made her happy, and I thought she was plumb crazy.