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Show seen coming up through the snow on the sunny side of the big pine t r e e on the xray to Blue Burg, and if they were the ones the Indians used he's see that L i t t l e Bill got some to eat every day. He'd mix them xrith meat or flour-someway he'd get them doxm him because his skin xras pale and as he looked closely a t his ankles he thought there might be some redness s t a r t i n g under the skin like he'd noticed a fexr xreeks before he got the scurvy rash in the xrinter. B i l l ' s thoughts xrent back again to those days and xreeks when there was nothing to look forxrard to-the days xrith the xrind tearing at everything outside and the shack creaking and sxiaying through the long nights of darkness. The s t r a i n of food, giving out and the inactivity that made even Bunny and Olaf hard mem to live xrith. Olaf's exaggerated stories xrhen he xras drinking that neither he nor the rest of them believed- Sunny»s sxreetheart, Bandy, becoming a detested name-plans that had been made xrith no one really believing in any of them- hoxr, when he xras getting over his i l l n e s s , he'd felt so trapped and blue xrith the blizzard s t i l l moaning outside and the meat mono and the flour giving out-Weasel and Olaf at each others'd throats-two flickers calling back and forth to each other t h e i r voices harsh and grating, sounded like music to B i l l 's ears. Little Bill had been t h e i r only joy, as he shouted at them and xras so pleased to see them every morning. |