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e wedged the h&k up into a corner and pulled the insulation down over it and lay there thinking。 then he crawled back out with the case and dusted himself off and climbed the steps and went in。
she was sprawled across the sofa watching tv and drinking a coke。 she didnt even look up。 three oclock； she said。
i can e back later。
she looked at him over the back of the sofa and looked at the television again。 what have you got in that satchel？
its full of money。
yeah。 thatll be the day。
he went into the kitchen and got a beer out of the refrigerator。
can i have the keys？ she said。
where you goin。
get some cigarettes。
cigarettes。
yes； llewelyn。 cigarettes。 i been settin here all day。
what about cyanide？ how are we fixed for that？
just let me have the keys。 ill set out in the damn yard and smoke。
he took a sip of the beer and went on back into the bedroom and dropped to one knee and shoved the case under the bed。 then he came back。 i got you some cigarettes； he said。 let me get em。
he left the beer on the counter and went out and got the two packs of cigarettes and the binoculars and the pistol and slung the 。270 over his shoulder and shut the truck door and came back in。 he handed her the cigarettes and went on back to the bedroom。
whered you get that pistol？ she called。
at the gettin place。
did you buy that thing？
no。 i found it。
she sat up on the sofa。 llewelyn？
he came back in。 what？ he said。 quit hollerin。
what did you give for that thing？
you dont need to know everthing。
how much。
i told you。 i found it。
no you never done no such a thing。
he sat on the sofa and put his legs up on the coffeetable and sipped the beer。 it dont belong to me； he said。 i didnt buy no pistol。
you better not of。
she opened one of the packs of cigarettes and took one out and lit it with a lighter。
where have you been all day？
went to get you some cigarettes。
i dont even want to know。 i dont even want to know what all you been up to。
he sipped the beer and nodded。 thatll work； he said。
i think its better just to not even know even。
you keep runnin that mouth and im goin to take you back there and screw you。
big talk。
just keep it up。
thats what she said。
just let me finish this beer。 well see what she said and what she didnt say。
when he woke it was 1：06 by the digital clock on the bedside table。 he lay there looking at the ceiling； the raw glare of the vaporlamp outside bathing the bedroom in a cold and bluish light。 like a winter moon。 or some other kind of moon。 something stellar and alien in its light that hed e to feel fortable with。 anything but sleep in the dark。
he swung his feet from under the covers and sat up。 he looked at her naked back。 her hair on the pillow。 he reached and pulled the blanket up over her shoulder and got up and went into the kitchen。
he took the jar of water from the refrigerator and unscrewed the cap and stood there drinking in the light of the open refrigerator door。 then he just stood there holding the jar with the water beading cold on the glass； looking out the window and down the highway toward the lights。 he stood there for a long time。
when he went back to the bedroom he got his shorts off the floor and put them on and went into the bathroom and shut the door。 then he went through into the second bedroom and pulled the case from under the bed and opened it。
he sat in the floor with the case between his legs and delved down into the bills and dredged them up。 the packets were twenty deep。 he shoved them back down into the case and jostled the case on the floor to level the money。 times twelve。 he could do the math in his head。 two point four million。 all used bills。 he sat looking at it。 you have to take this seriously； he said。 you cant treat it like luck。
he closed the bag and redid the fasteners and shoved it under the bed and rose and stood looking out the window at the stars over the rocky escarpment to the north of the town。
dead quiet。 not even a dog。 but it wasnt the money that he woke up about。 are you dead out there？ he said。 hell no； you aint dead。
she woke while he was getting dressed and turned in the bed to watch him。
llewelyn？
yeah。
what are you doin？
gettin dressed。
where are you goin？
out。
where are you goin； baby？
somethin i forgot to do。 ill be back。
what are you goin to do？
he opened the drawer and took the 。45 out and ejected the clip and checked it and put it back and put the pistol in his belt。 he turned and looked at her。
im fixin to go do somethin dumbern hell but im goin anyways。 if i dont e back tell mother i love her。
your mothers dead llewelyn。
well ill tell her myself then。
she sat up in the bed。 youre scarin the hell out of me； llewelyn。 are you in some kind of trouble？
no。 go to sleep。
go to sleep？
ill be back in a bit。
damn you； llewelyn。
he stepped back into the doorway and looked at her。 what if i was to not e back？ is them your last words？
she followed him down the hallway to the kitchen pulling on her robe。 he took an empty gallon jug from under the sink and stood filling it at the tap。
do you know what time it is？ she said。
yeah。 i know what time it is。
baby i dont want you to go。 where are you goin？ i dont want you to go。
well darlin were eye to eye on that cause i dont want to go neither。 ill be back。 dont wait up on me。
he pulled in at the filling station under the lights and shut off the motor and got the survey map from the glovebox and unfolded it across the seat and sat there studying it。
he finally marked where he thought the trucks should be and then he traced a route cross country back to harkles cattle…gate。 he had a good set of all…terrain tires on the truck and two spares in the bed but this was some hard country。 he sat looking at the line hed drawn。 then he bent and studied the terrain and drew another one。 then he just sat there looking at the map。 when he started the engine and pulled out onto the highway it was two…fifteen in the morning； the road deserted； the truck radio in this outland country dead even o