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Blount paid no attention to anyone in the place except the mute. They were both looking at each other. The mute’s eyes were cold and gentle as a cat’s and all his body seemed to listen. The drunk man was in a frenzy.

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What he had said to Alice was true--he did like freaks. He had a special friendly feeling for sick people and cripples.

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A feeling of tenderness came in him. He was uneasy.

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This time he could not keep his mind on the words before him.

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The mute still sat by himself at the middle table.

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He was like a person who had been somewhere that other people are not likely to go or had done something that others are not apt to do.

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Blount was not a freak, although when you first saw him he gave you that impression. It was like something was deformed about him--but when you looked at him closely each part of him was normal and as it ought to be.

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But the two mutes were not lonely at all. At home they were content to eat and drink, and Singer would talk with his hands eagerly to his friend about all that was in his mind.

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Often in the faces along the streets
there was the desperate look of hunger and of loneliness.

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The winters were changeable, but the summers always were burning hot.

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Nearly always the sky was a glassy, brilliant azure and the sun burned down riotously bright. Then the light, chill rains of November would come, and perhaps later there would be frost and some short months of cold.

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The town was in the middle of the deep South. The summers were long and the months of winter cold were very few.

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There were many parts in the town that they had never even seen.

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Once a week they would go to the library for Singer to withdraw a mystery book and on Friday night they attended a movie. Then on payday they always went to the ten-cent photograph shop above the Army and Navy Store so that Antonapoulos could have his picture taken.

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The two mutes had no other friends, and except when they worked they were alone together. Each day was very much like any other day, because they were alone so much that nothing ever disturbed them.

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The Greek never got on to the erratic movements of the knights and the sweeping mobility of the queens, but he learned to make a few set, opening moves. He preferred the white pieces and would not play if the black men were given him.

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Sometimes in the evening the mutes would play chess. Singer had always greatly enjoyed this game, and years before he had tried to teach it to Antonapoulos.

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Dinner always took a long time, because Antonapoulos loved food and he was very slow.

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At night, if he were not too drunk, he would kneel down before his bed and pray awhile.

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In the dusk the two mutes walked slowly home together.