“No, it’s more’n jus’ this place. Whyn’t that cat jus’ move in with some neighbors—with the Rances. How come nobody ripped some lumber off this house? Ain’t been nobody here for three-four months, an’ nobody’s stole no lumber. Nice planks on the barn shed, plenty good planks on the house, winda frames—an’ nobody’s took ’em. That ain’t right. That’s what was botherin’ me, an’ I couldn’t catch hold of her.’’ “Well, what’s that figger out for you?’’ Casy reached down and slipped off his sneakers and wriggled his long toes on the step. “I don’ know. Seems like maybe there ain’t any neighbors. If
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