He was seeing himself
how he had been changing, like another person
could of seen it. That's the main trouble with
drinking to fergit yourself. You fergit the wrong
part of yourself.
I left him purty soon, and went along to bed.
My room was next to his'n, and they was a door
between, so the two could be rented together if
wanted, I suppose. I went to sleep and woke up
agin with a start out of a dream that had in it
millions and millions and millions of niggers, every
way you looked, and their mouths was all open red
and their eyes walled white, fit to scare you out
of your shoes.
I hearn Doctor Kirby moving around in his
room. But purty soon he sets down and begins
to talk to himself. Everything else was quiet.
I was kind of worried about him, he had taken so
much, and hoped he wouldn't get a notion to go
downtown that time o' night. So I thinks I will
see how he is acting, and steps over to the door be-
tween the rooms.
The key happened to be on my side, and I un-
locked it. But she only opens a little ways, fur
his wash stand was near to the hinge end of the door.
I looked through. He is setting by the table,
looking at a woman's picture that is propped up on
it, and talking to himself. He has never hearn
me open the door, he is so interested.
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