Ronald put his coffee down, walked over to Pascal, and, gripping him behind the shoulders, dragged him into the den.
Corinne stood looking at the closed door and listened to the furious pounding.
Ten minutes later Ronald came out and went straight to the phone.
"Yes! Immediately!" he told the man at the freight office. While he sat there waiting Corinne walked upstairs.
Ronald did not offer to help the freight men drag the box outside. When they had gone he went into the den and came back with the pumpkin. He opened the back door and hurled it out into the rain. It cleared the back fence and rolled down the alley stopping in a small puddle in the cinders.
After a while the water level reached the mouth and there was a soft choking sound. The boy who found it the next morning looked at the mouth and wondered why anyone would carve such a sad Jack-O'-Lantern.
THE END
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