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           HecouldfeeltheterrifiedwindsuckedintoherlungsmorethanhecouldhearitHerhandsbeatathishead;herlegsdrummedagainstthefloor.Andatthesametimethehugebodytriedtotaketheinvaderandenwombit.Outsidenothingwatchedthembutthebruisedsky.

           Shescreamedsomething,highandinarticulate.

           "What?"

           "Mountains!"

           "Whataboutthem?"

           "Hestops...ontheotherside...s-s-sweetJesus!...toin-makehisstrength.Med-in-meditation,doyouunder-stand?Oh...I’m...I’m..."

           Thewholehugemountainoffleshsuddenlystrainedforwardandupward,yethewascarefulnottolethersecretfleshtouchhim.

           Thensheseemedtowiltandgrowsmaller,andsheweptwithherhandsinherlap.

           "So,"hesaid,gettingup."Thedemonisserved,eh?"

           "Getout.You’vekilledthechild.GetoutGetout."

           Hestoppedatthedoorandlookedback."Nochild,"hesaidbriefly."Noangel,nodemon."

           "Leavemealone."

           Hedid.