As for Tom, with just a little lump in his throat for the fine chum Bill always was—Tom couldn’t think what to say.
So, as Bill dragged out a cigarette, Tom said nothing.
And lit the cigarette with his life-saving lighter.
THE END
FOOTNOTE
[1]This is not impossible for a clever and adept person who has the strange ability to identify his mind with that of another, to “see his pictures,” as Cliff’s father explained it to Tom later.
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