〃The dog;〃 Dean said。 He was rubbing his neck where Wharton had wrapped the chain。 I dont think he even knew he was doing it。 〃How the dogs neck was broken。〃
〃Anyway; I went on up to Purdom County to check Whartons court records … all we had here were the reports on the murders that got him to the Green Mile。 The end of his career; in other words。 I wanted the beginning。〃
〃Lot of trouble?〃 Brutal asked。
〃Yeah。 Vandalism; petty theft; setting haystack fires; even theft of an explosive … he and a friend swiped a stick of dynamite and set it off down by a creek。 He got going early; ten years old; but what I wanted wasnt there。 Then the Sheriff turned up to see who I was and what I was doing; and that was actually lucky。 I fibbed; told him that a cell…search had turned up a bunch of pictures in Whartons mattress … little girls with no clothes on。 I said Id wanted to see if Wharton had any kind of history as a pederast; because there were a couple of unsolved cases up in Tennessee that Id heard about。 I was careful never to mention the Detterick twins。 I dont think they crossed his mind; either。〃
〃Course not〃; Harry said。 〃Why would they have? That case is solved; after all。〃
〃I said I guessed there was no sense chasing the idea; since there was nothing in Whartons back file。 I mean; there was plenty in the file; but none of it about that sort of thing。 Then the Sheriff … Catlett; his name is … laughed and said not everything a bad apple like Bill Wharton did was in the court files; and what did it matter; anyway? He was dead; wasnt he?
〃I said I was doing it just to satisfy my own curiosity; nothing else; and that relaxed him。 He took me back to his office; sat me down; gave me a cup of coffee and a sinker; and told me that sixteen months ago; when Wharton was barely eighteen; a man in the western part of the county caught him in the barn with his daughter。 It wasnt rape; exactly; the fellow described it to Catlett as not much moren stinkfinger。; Sorry; honey。〃
〃Thats all right〃; Janice said。 She looked pale; though。
〃How old was the girl?〃 Brutal asked。
〃Nine〃; I said。
He winced。
〃The man mightve taken off after Wharton himself; if hed had him some big old brothers or cousins to give him a help; but he didnt。 So he went to Catlett; but made it clear he only wanted Wharton warned。 No one wants a nasty thing like that right out in public; if it can be helped。 Anyway; Sheriff C。 had been dealing with e … had him in the reform school up that way for eight months or so when Wharton was fifteen … and he decided enough was enough。 He got three deputies; they went out to the Wharton place; set Missus Wharton aside when she started to weep and wail; and then they warned Mr。 William Billy the Kid; Wharton what happens to big pimple…faced galoots who go up in the hayloft with girls not even old enough to have heard about their monthly courses; let alone started them。 We warned that little punk good〃 Catlett told me。 Warned him until his head was bleedin; his shoulder was dislocated; and his ass was damn near broke。〃
Brutal was laughing in spite of himself。 〃That sounds like Purdom County; all right;〃 he said。 〃Like as not。〃
〃It was three months later; give or take; that Wharton broke out and started the spree that ended with the holdup;〃 I said。 〃That and the murders that got him to us。〃
〃So hed had something to do with an underage girl once;〃 Harry said。 He took off his glasses; huffed on them; polished them。 〃Way underage。 Once isnt exactly a pattern; is it?〃
〃A man doesnt do a thing like that just once;〃 my wife said; then pressed her lips together so tight they almost werent there。
Next I told them about my visit to Trapingus County。 Id been a lot more frank with Rob McGee … Id had no choice; really。 To this day I have no idea what sort of story he spun for Mr。 Detterick; but the McGee who sat down next to me in the diner seemed to have aged seven years。
In mid…May; about a month before the holdup and the murders which finished Whartons short career as an outlaw; Klaus Detterick had painted his barn (and; incidentally; Bowsers doghouse next to it)。 He hadnt wanted his son crawling around up on a high scaffolding; and the boy had been in school; anyway; so he had hired a fellow。 A nice enough fellow。 Very quiet。 Three days; work it had been。 No; the fellow hadnt slept at the house; Detterick wasnt foolish enough to believe that nice and quiet always meant safe; especially in those days; when there was so much dust…bowl riffraff on the roads。 A man with a family had to be careful。 In any case; the man hadnt needed lodging; he told Detterick he had taken a room in town; at Eva Prices。 There was a lady named Eva Price in Tefton; and she did rent rooms; but she hadnt had a boarder that May who fit the description of Dettericks hired man; just the usual fellows in checked suits and derby hats; hauling sample cases … drummers; in other words。 McGee had been able to tell me that because he stopped at Mrs。 Prices and checked on his way back from the Detterick farm … thats how upset he was。
〃Even so;〃 he added; 〃theres no law against a man sleeping rough in the woods; Mr。 Edgebe。 Ive done it a time or two myself。〃
The hired man didnt sleep at the Dettericks; house; but he took dinner with them twice。 He would have met Howie。 He would have met the girls; Cora and Kathe。 He would have listened to their chatter; some of which might have been about how much they looked forward to the ing summer; because if they were good and the weather was good; Mommy sometimes let them sleep out on the porch; where they could pretend they were pioneer wives crossing the Great Plains in Conestoga wagons。
I can see him sitting there at the table; eating roast chicken and Mrs。 Dettericks rye bread; listening; keeping his wolfs eyes well veiled; nodding; smiling a little; storing it all up。
〃This doesnt sound like the wildman you told me about when he first came on the Mile; Paul;〃 Janice said doubtfully。 〃Not a bit。〃
〃You didnt see him up at Indianola Hospital; maam;〃 Harry said。 〃Just standin there with his mouth open and his bare butt h
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