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178492p Zora Neale Hurstonhis condition can't swallow water, you know, and in other waysit's terrible."Janie fooled around outside awhile to try and think it wasn'tso. If she didn't see the sickness in his face she could imagine itwasn't really happening. Well, she thought, that big old dawgwith the hatred in his eyes had killed her after all. She wished shehad slipped off that cow-tail and drowned then and there andbeen done. But to kill her through Tea Cake was too much tobear. Tea Cake, the son of Evening Sun, had to die for loving her.She looked hard at the sky for a long time. Somewhere up therebeyond blue ether's bosom sat He. Was He noticing what wasgoing on around here? He must be because He knew everything.Did He mean to do this thing to Tea Cake and her? It wasn't anythingshe could fight. She could only ache and wait. Maybe it wassome big tease and when He saw it had gone far enough He'dgive her a sign. She looked hard for something up there to movefor a sign. A star in the daytime, maybe, or the sun to shout, oreven a mutter of thunder. Her arms went up in a desperate supplicationfor a minute. It wasn't exactly pleading, it was askingquestions. The sky stayed hard looking and quiet so she wentinside the house. God would do less than He had in His heart.Tea Cake was lying with his eyes closed and Janie hoped hewas asleep. He wasn't. A great fear had took hold of him. Whatwas this thing that set his brains afire and grabbed at his throatwith iron fingers? Where did it come from and why did it hangaround him? He hoped it would stop before Janie noticed anything.He wanted to try to drink water again but he didn't wanther to see him fail. As soon as she got out of the kitchen he meantto go to the bucket and drink right quick before anything hadtime to stop him. No need to worry Janie, until he couldn't helpit. He heard her cleaning out the stove and saw her go out backto empty the ashes. He leaped at the bucket at once. But this time