He paused, then added: But I'll tell you some-thing--shesomehow doesn't feel lucky to me at all. Magine she is. She had a stroke. I had forgottenabout everything but the tin box I held in my hand, a box roughly thesize of a cigar box but not quite as deep.
When they got ashore Charley and Doc went to theBroadway Central Hotel together. You want me to tell you that I yanked somelittle kid out of the water, pulled her up, got her motor going again? Idid, but not because I'm a hero or a saint. That made Joe feel worse than any-thing. There was sweat on myforehead.
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