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WAIF ASTRAY wrist. It seemed a very strong grip for a little fellow. Sam had never heard of auto suggestion. ““Y our uncle’s going smaller, ain’t he?’ Billy had known for long enough how to tell *em and make ’em believe. Sam made a hoarse noise which could have been an affirmative. He was trembling—and Billyloved it. “And now he’s that small that Mr. Dirim just picked him up and put him in a bag, didn’t he?’’ Sam looked hard, hard, harder than ever. Yes! “Yeh, yeh, yeh!’ His lips were working. “‘Now that Dirim is going away.’ His voice was high and screechy. ““He’s going away!” “And,” said Billy, with quiet satisfaction, “‘he ain’t walking and he ain’t flyin’. He’s just going.” Sam lowered the glass. He was trembling violently. “Believe it now?” asked | Billy. Sam nodded, fascinated. Billy was swelling with pride. If there was no self-expression to be found in the cramping confines of the Vogelsang household, he could find it here. 145 z “Says I ain’t really one of them; says there ain’t no harm to be done to folks I like. Reckon he’s just being grand and fair, and took my troubles away.” “Sure he ain’t been threaten- ing the President of the U.S.A.?” asked Sam. “Threaten? Naw! He’s my pal. Hey, what threats?” “Said on the video Presi- dent had been threatened.” *“Wouldn’t have nothing to do with that.’ He hitched forward and sat down on the ledge, and took the glass. “But where’s uncle Mike gone?” Sam wanted to know. **Ain’t you glad he’s gone?” Sam was white. He got up and walked the ledge, then he seemed to make up his mind, and he came to where Billy was. “Yeah,” he said, “I’m glad—and I believe you now.” He stood by Billy as the latter sat with the. glass to his eye. ‘““What else he say to you last night?” 3 Billy was filled with quiet satisfaction. ““He said I was to be the in-instrument—the signal for the beginning of the change. I’m a friend of his, see—so’re you if you act right. Shaddap! Jeb and Emma have just come out to the back ’fore goingtochurch.”’ comicloooks.com