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           But,Louis,isthisall?

           Althoughhehadgottenonlythebarestglimpseoverthetopofthedeadfallbeforetheshiftingsensationhadmadehimnervous,hecouldhavesworntherewasapathbeyond,leadingdeeperintothewoods.

           Nobusinessofyours,Louis.You’vegottoletthisgo.

           Okay,boss.

           Louisturnedandheadedhome.

           HestayedupthatnightanhourafterRachelwenttobed,readingastackofmedicaljournalshehadalreadybeenthrough,refusingtoadmitthatthethoughtofgoingtobedgoingtosleepmadehimnervous.Hehadneverhadanepisodeofsomnambulismbefore,andtherewasnowaytobesureitwasanisolatedincident...untilitdidordidn’thappenagain.

           HeheardRachelgetoutofbed,andthenshecalleddownsoftly,"Lou?Hon?Youcomingup?"

           "Justwas,"hesaid,turningoutthelampoverhisstudydeskandgettingup.

           Ittookagooddeallongerthansevenminutestoshutthemachinedownthatnight.ListeningtoRacheldrawthelong,calmbreathsofdeepsleepbesidehim,theapparitionofVictorPascowseemedlessdreamlike.Hewouldclosehiseyesandseethedoorcrashingopenandtherehewas,OurSpecialGuestStar,VictorPascow,standingthereinhisjoggingshorts,pallidunderhissummertan,hiscollarbonepokingup

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