Croaker considered this last statement a moment. Then he carefully raised one foot and twisted half way around on the bar.,
That night as he was undressing for bed Mrs. Wilson came softly up the stairs, a tumbler half filled with a smoky liquid in one hand, a black strap in the other.,
Scroggie nodded. "Drowned through an air-hole in the lake. Say, Billy, do you skate?".
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