The Story of Temple Drake Page #3

What'll I do.

Use those.

How 'bout that coffee?

Oh..

She come with that drunk.

No. No. Leave me alone.

Let me go.

- You leave her be.

Yeah?

Keep your hands off of me you drunk.

A baby.

Why do you keep it in the wood box?

So the rats won't get it.

Leave it be.

I won't hurt it.

Temple won't hurt you, will she?

If anybody tries to help you, you tell Temple.

Her grandpa will tell the governor's soldiers.

Soldiers?

What are you afraid of?

I'm takin' the light.

Of course, if you wanna stay there in the dark.

Toddy!

Sit here kid.

Ride my lap.

Toddy!

Hey.

Leave her alone.

quit it.

Who's gonna make me?

Who's big enough?

I am.

Alright.

Not bad.

He don't want nothing to do with her.

You all better get started if you wanna get that stuff to town and back before light.

You can take her and that drunk with you.

- Yeah.

I guess that's best.

You get him out to the truck.

You come with me.

- Nah.

You're takin' the drunk.

Not her.

Well, that's the way it is.

Fix her up a place to sleep.

Are you goin' on the truck?

Come on.

- No! I don't wanna stay here.

I wanna go.

Well, you comin'?

Take off 'em wet thing.

You can use that.

Give me that coat, I need it.

Darn, you fellows.

Whyn't you all quit pesterin'.

Always snoopin' around, ain't you, Tommy.

Ain't no need to fret.

I'll be watchin'.

You padded-faced little fool.

Now you're satisfied.

You got 'em all heightened of 'ya.

You nice women.

I know your kind.

You gotta kick out a plane with kids.

Burnin' their gas. Eatin' their food. Spendin' their money.

And what do you give 'em.

Always got away with it before, ain't 'ya.

And now you're scared.

Because these ain't kids. They're men.

If one of 'em laid a finger on you, you'd faint.

Well ain't let 'em Lee ran after 'ya.

He was mine before you ever come along.

I had him in Leavenworth once.

Shootin' a soldier. One of 'em foreign one.

I got him now.

And how do you think I pick.

Sure, you wouldn't do it would you.

Well, you leave him alone and get out of here in the morning first thing.

Shhh...

No.

You doin'? Fearin' me?

No.

I was just thinkin'.

Thinkin'?

One of few fellows were pestering.

Get out.

I could tell it was Trigger by the smell of that stuff on his hair.

You can come along with me down at the barn.

They won't bother you in there.

Come on.

Are they back yet?

Yeah.

Lee's back and going to sleep.

Likely, he'll take you to town when he wakes up.

Ah. I'll be out here watchin'

Ahhh...

I just seen Trigger and that...

- You seen nothin'.

Where are you goin'?

Up the road.

To telephone the sheriff.

- Sheriff?

Tommy's shot.

Dead.

Nice mornin'.

- Ten.

Yes.

Want some coffee?

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