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Show 155. studied the printing on i t and finally made out, Limoges, Brance-nothin- that could t e l l him even xrhere they had bought the china. Be packed the china back carefully among the clothes and then pulled the other box toxrards him. Got the l i d off i t and held up a navy blue serge suit coat. He noticed his hand holding the suit coat xjas shaking, and he stopped a moment and knexr that if inside that coat xras a name and address his days ahead xrould. s t r e t ch out like frozen ground. Turning the coat sloxrly he looked. There xras nothing-just the smooth s i l k lining-looking closely he could see stitching on the lining xrhere the label had been. He xrent through the pockets in the suit and a l l the other clothing in the bom. There xras nothing-no l e t t e r s , no birth c e r t i f i c a t e for L i t t le B i l l , and no marriage license. Olaf's hunch xas right. Bo one knoxr them around Blue Burg because they didn't want to be Bnoxm. Bill carefully packed thcjbhings in the bom again and xrent over to check L i t t l e Bill. "Get your strength back, Bull B i l l . You're going to have to make your oxm name." Little Bill opened his eyes s t a r t l e d , but Bill reached doxm and gently patted him and he dozed, again. Bill stood there looking at him and sloxrly the xrords formed on his tongue and he whispered, "A boy of my oxm-even named, for me." |