98the tree did it by itself. It's an impression I've had. Almost as though the tree shook me out byitself."The acoustics in the Assembly Room were so poor that silences there had a heavy hum oftheir own."Someone else was in the tree, isn't that so?""No," said Finny spontaneously, "I don't think so." He looked at the ceiling. "Or was there?Maybe there was somebody climbing up the rungs of the trunk. I kind of forget."This time the hum of silence was prolonged to a point where I would be forced to fill it withsome kind of sound if it didn't end. Then someone else on the platform spoke up. "I thoughtsomebody told me that Gene Forrester was—""Finny was there," Brinker interrupted commandingly, "he knows better than anyone.""You were there too, weren't you, Gene?" this new voice from the platform continued."Yes," I said with interest, "yes, I was there too.""Were you—near the tree?"Finny turned toward me. "You were down at the bottom, weren't you?" he asked, not in theofficial courtroom tone he had used before, but in a friend's voice.I had been studying very carefully the way my hands wrinkled when tightly clenched, but Iwas able to bring my head up and return his inquiring look. "Down at the bottom, yes."Finny went on. "Did you see the tree shake or anything?" He flushed faintly at what seemedto him the absurdity of his own question. "I've always meant to ask you, just for the hell of it."I took this under consideration. "I don't recall anything like that . . .""Nutty question," he muttered."I thought you were in the tree," the platform voice cut in."Well of course," Finny said with an exasperated chuckle, "of course I was in the tree—ohyou mean Gene?—he wasn't in—is that what you mean, or—" Finny floundered with muddledhonesty between me and my questioner."I meant Gene," the voice said."Of course Finny was in the tree," I said. But I couldn't make the confusion last, "and I wasdown at the bottom, or climbing the rungs I think . . .""How do you expect him to remember?" said Finny sharply. "There was a hell of a lot ofconfusion right then."
99"A kid I used to play with was hit by a car once when I was about eleven years old," saidBrinker seriously, "and I remember every single thing about it, exactly where I was standing,the color of the sky, the noise the brakes of the car made—I never will forget anything aboutit.""You and I are two different people," I said."No one's accusing you of anything," Brinker responded in an odd tone."Well of course no one's accusing me—""Don't argue so much," his voice tried for a hard compromise, full of warning and yetstriving to pass unnoticed by the others."No, we're not accusing you," a boy on the platform said evenly, and then I stood accused."I think I remember now!" Finny broke in, his eyes bright and relieved. "Yes, I rememberseeing you standing on the bank. You were looking up and your hair was plastered down overyour forehead so that you had that dumb look you always have when you've been in the water—what was it you said? 'Stop posing up there' or one of those best-pal cracks you're alwaysmaking." He was very happy. "And I think I did start to pose just to make you madder, and Isaid, what did I say? something about the two of us . . . yes, I said "Let's make a double jump,'because I thought if we went together it would be something that had never been done before,holding hands in a jump—" Then it was as though someone suddenly slapped him. "No, thatwas on the ground when I said that to you. I said that to you on the ground, and then the two ofus started to climb . . ." he broke off."The two of you," the boy on the platform went on harshly for him, "started to climb up thetree together, was that it? And he's just said he was on the ground!""Or on the rungs!" I burst out. "I said I might have been on the rungs!""Who else was there?" said Brinker quietly. "Leper Lepellier was there, wasn't he?""Yes," someone said, "Leper was there.""Leper always was the exact type when it came to details," continued Brinker. "He couldhave told us where everybody was standing, what everybody was wearing, the wholeconversation that day, and what the temperature was. He could have cleared the whole thingup. Too bad."No one said anything. Phineas had been sitting motionless, leaning slightly forward, not farfrom the position in which we prayed at Devon. After a long time he turned and reluctantlylooked at me. I did not return his look or move or speak. Then at last Finny straightened fromthis prayerful position slowly, as though it was painful for him. "Leper's here," he said in avoice so quiet, and with such quiet unconscious dignity, that he was suddenly terrifyinglystrange to me. "I saw him go into Dr. Carhart's office this morning."
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