All he could see were the backs of the men. He climbed up’on a bench and looked over their heads. They were looking down into a lowered place where something white was lying, squirming a little, in a box lined with black cloth. For a second he thought it was a skinned animal and then he saw it was a woman. She was fat and she had a face like an ordinary woman except there was a mole on the corner of her lip, that moved when she grinned, and one on her side. “Had one of themther built into ever’ casket,” his father, up toward the front, said, “be a heap ready to go sooner.” Haze recognized the
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