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One afternoon, as the women sat clucking softly, a new carload of people pulled up at the gate.
It was a Cadillac, black grayed with the dust of the road, its windows closed tight so you knew that the people who climbed out of it would be cool and unwrinkled.
They were an old fat couple ( as Linda Kay described them to herself ), a thick middle-aged man, and a girl about ten or twelve.
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