The Long, Long Trailer Page #8

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and her raspberry jams.

Why, there's Mrs. Tewitt now.

I'll be in the trailer.

Joe, the freezer fits. Isn't it wonderful?

Come on, I'll show you where it goes.

Not just now. Wait a minute.

Would it be asking too much if I took my

clothes, or do they go with the trailer?

I've already sent them express,

care of the project.

I'll send your money there too.

- Money?

- The money for the trailer.

The trailer is yours. I gave it to you.

Well, under the circumstances,

of course, I couldn't accept it.

I'll just keep enough money

to get me home, that's all.

- Now, if you'll excuse me...

- Tacy, I'd like to say something.

I...

I'm...

Yes?

Well...

I better go.

Nicky! Nicky!

Nicky! Nicky! Nicky!

- Nicky, I'm sorry! l...

- No, honey, no. Don't say it.

- Don't. Let me say it, honey.

- I'm sorry.

- I should never have made you get that...

- No, honey. It wasn't...

- Looks like we don't get a trailer.

- Well, not this one.

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