Book1:TeDream-Maker

tehuntinggroundswherehewassuretofinddeliorselsandhewasfamiliarwitheveryer．Thearshaappearedi．Shewasabig,fatwomaninherfifties,withcurlyhairandingevillooksatedbyhereyes，whichweredmeaookoutabig,sharpknife，carefullycoateditwithathickyerofhoney,ptheterahalfprotrudingfromtheedge，sothattheslightestmovementcouldtoppleittothefloor．Thiswashertrapforthebig,fatmousethatwastoointelligehepoisonousmorselsshepcedatstrategicspots，andcleverlyavoidedthetrapssheset．Shelookedsmuglyatherhandiwork,fidentofsuccessthistime,areatednoiselesslyasaghostintothedarkness．Herprivatequartersothekitwerekeptdarkasshewaitedforthequarrytoeandbitethebait．Lowvoiceswereheardversing，herhighsopranotrastingwiththelowtrabassofthemaintenanJamaz,atall,bckbruteofaman,ashardasnails．

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    "What’sshe’sbeendoing’now-a-days?"

    "Lordknows"sheshrugged．"Shedonelockherprettyselfinherroomandain’tatenordrank．Shedidnevercallforme．Nosir．The"she"theyweretalkingaboutwasMrs.Silkise，theneedmistressofthehouse．

    "Ifwecouldonlythinkofawaytoyhandsonthedoughhermaher，thetwoofuscouldlivehappilyeverafter．"

    "Youmeanyouwanttobateherandclumpme?"

    "Ofcoursenot!She’stoohighandmightyandnotmycupoftea．You’remymainthingwoman．Ionlywantustolivewellwithouthavingtoworkforit.”

    "Youdumbhere’snowayshe’sgonnagiveyoutheeye．Man，yougonehavetousefosebro．Onceyouhaveher..."

    "You‘retellin’meIaimehemoneyandthehoney?"

    "Butthat’stoogoodforyou,youbum.”

    "ButIswornIwon’fetyou,Marsha．You’vebinonyourfeetalldayandmustbetired．Here,I’llm