If you can’t see as how there ain’t nothing in this barrack of a place to help me do the job, I can. "Look at it!" he felt like screaming. This—all this swamps them. This was in Texas. Here again the clothes were minus the labels. A new inexplicable madness that urged him to shrill ironically the story of his coat—to take it off and fling it at the feet of any stranger who chanced to be nigh. I’ve seen him, and he doesn’t a bit understand.
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