then the thumb went in his mouth and he closed his eyes . im going to stay right here until youre packed and then im following you over to the house . pap was scratching at the back door , wanting to get out . after so many years with their eyes turned towards him and their breath on his face , how could he not ? 'then the clothes have been the poor devil 's death , ' said she . this was because he knew he did n't have it totally right . 