It went in my side but the Lord knows where it wound up.

It hurts, like the devil." He lay quiet a minute.

"I wish--do yuh feel--like finishing--that song, Bud ?" Thurston gulped down a lump that was making his throat ache.

When he answered, his voice was very gentle: "I'll try a verse, old man." "The last one--we'd just come to the last.

It's most like church.