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Herb, are you going to use this spoon, Madge said. Are you going to use this spoon, Herb, Madge said.
Get on the table, honey, get on the table, Herb said.
My question, Herb, . . . Herb, do you listen? My question, Herb,
Shut up, Herb said, honey, I'm busy, shut up.
Are you going to use this spoon, Herb,
Don't yell, don't yell, honey.
It's on the table, Herb,
Don't yell, honey.
It's on the table, Herb, Madge said. Madge said.
Madge . . ., he said.
It's on the table, honey, she said.
On the table, eh. Herb stretched his neck. Dark territory. The room had a smell of smoked flesh. He took the spoon.
You've been damn right about the spoon, honey, he said. About that spoon, honey, he said.
Anyway, He wouldn't need any more light than the light it had.