[00:03.27]and duga hole in the soft ground
[00:04.88]with my heel and knocked my pipe out
[00:07.60]and stamped dwon the dirt over the ashes.
[00:09.97]For no reason at all,
[00:11.30]I walked a few steps toward the lake,
[00:13.30]and that brought me to the end of the tree.
[00:16.14]So I saw the foot...
[00:18.90]The man was middle-aged,half bald,
[00:21.65]had a good coat of tan
[00:22.95]and a line mustache shoved up from the lip.
[00:25.55]His lips were thick,and his mouth,
[00:27.90]a little open as they usually are,
[00:29.89]showed big strong teeth.
[00:32.01]He had the kind of face that goes
[00:33.48]with plenty of food and not too much worry.
[00:35.97]His eyes were looking at the sky.
[00:38.46]I couldn't seem to meet them.
[00:40.86]The left side of the green sport shirt
[00:42.86]was sodden with blood in a patch
[00:44.38]as big as a dinner plate.
[00:46.21]In the middle of the patch there
[00:47.61]might have been a scorched hole.
[00:49.57]I couldn't be sure.
[00:50.96]The light was getting a little tricky...
[00:53.42]There was twelve dollars in his wallet
[00:55.31]and some cards,
[00:56.83]but what interested me was the name
[00:58.49]on his Photostat driver's license.
[01:00.86]I lit a match to make sure I read it right
[01:03.03]in the fading light.The name on the license
[01:05.84]was Frederick Shield Lacery.
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