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I expected ... well ... ministers and court clerks, shotguns and bridesmaids, best man. What I got was: "When is your young man coming for his truck of logs?" That was the wall speaking. Very interesting house. It was constantly frightening me half to death ... adding all the halves, I think I'm dead at least ten times. "I don't know, daddy ... you ask him," said the pretty green girl. "Mr..." "I heard, I heard. As soon as I can, sir," I said. "See to it ... and Mr. Johnson,...