“Yo’re welcome, Hartley. Glad to have met yuh--and you, too, Stevens.” He kissed his mother between the bars, and they went out. Aunt Judy took hold of Hashknife’s shoulders and turned him around on the sidewalk, looking straight into his eyes. “I just wanted to find out why Johnny talked to you,” she said as he smiled slowly at her. “Don’t be silly, Ma,” grinned Uncle Andy. “I’m not silly,” she said quietly, and turned away. Hashknife patted her on the shoulder. “I dunno how it was done--but it was,” Uncle Andy sa…