DANNY'S OWN STORY BY DON MARQUIS TO MY ... - Pink Monkey
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fair chance, Jane, you've got to hand out these<br />
pills, one to him and then one to me. YOU must<br />
kill one or the other of us, or else _I_'LL kill HIM the<br />
other way. And YOU had better pick one out for<br />
him, because _I_ know which is which. Or else let<br />
him pick one out for himself," he says.<br />
Henry, he wasn't saying nothing. I thought<br />
he had fainted. But he hadn't. I seen him licking<br />
his lips. I bet Henry's mouth was all dry inside.<br />
Jane, she took the box and she went round in<br />
front of Henry and she looked at him hard. She<br />
looked at him like she was thinking: "Fur God's<br />
sake, spunk up some, and take one if it DOES kill<br />
you!" Then she says out loud: "Henry, if you<br />
die I will die, too!"<br />
And Henry, he took one. His hand shook, but<br />
he took it out'n the box. If she had of looked like<br />
that at me mebby I would of took one myself.<br />
Fur Jane, she was a peach, she was. But I don't<br />
know whether I would of or not. When she makes<br />
that brag about dying, I looked at the perfessor.<br />
What she said never fazed him. And I thinks agin:<br />
"Mebby I better jump in now and stop this thing."<br />
And then I thinks agin: "No, it is between them<br />
three and Providence." Besides, I'm anxious to<br />
see who is going to get that pill with the science<br />
in it. I gets to feeling jest like Providence hisself<br />
was in that there room picking out them pills with<br />
his own hands. And I was anxious to see what<br />
Providence's ideas of right and wrong was like.<br />
So fur as I could see they was all three in the wrong,<br />
but if I had of been in there running them pills in<br />
Providence's place I would of let them all off kind<br />
o' easy.<br />
Henry, he ain't eat his pill yet. He is jest looking<br />
at it and shaking. The perfessor pulls out his<br />
watch and lays it on the table.<br />
"It is a quarter past eleven," he says. "Mr.<br />
Murray, are you going to make me shoot you,<br />
after all? I didn't want a scandal," he says.