funny motions with her hands. But the boss heads for the door an' when he gets to it I see him stick what
he's carrying inside his overcoat an' button it up round it.
"It's a doll. I see its legs dangling down before he gets it under his coat. A big one, too, for it makes quite
a bulge-"
He paused, began mechanically to roll a cigarette, than glanced at the covered body and threw the
cigarette away. He went on:
"I never see the boss so mad before. He's muttering to himself in Italian an' saying something over an'
over that sounds like 'strayga-' I see it ain't no time to talk so I just walk along with him. Once he says to
me, more as if he's talking to himself than me, if you get what I mean-he says, 'The Bible says you shall
not suffer a witch to live.' Then he goes on muttering an' holding one arm fast over this doll inside his coat.