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           PeoplewerecongregatingattheStudentMedicalCenter’sbigglassdoors,peeringin,theirhandscuppedaroundtheirfacestocutouttheglare.Louis’smindconjuredupaninsanelyappropriateimage:sittinginthelivingroomasakidofnomorethansixwithhismotherinthemorningbeforeshewenttowork,watchingthetelevision.Watchingtheold"Today"show,withDaveGarroway.Peoplewereoutside,gapinginatDaveandFrankBlairandgoodoldJ.FredMuggs.Helookedaroundandsawotherpeoplestandingatthewindows.Hecouldn’tdoanythingaboutthedoors,but

           "Shutthedrapes,"hesnappedatthecandy-striperwhohadscreamed.

           Whenshedidn’tmoveimmediately,Charltonslappedhercan."Doit,girl!"

           Thecandy-stripergotingear.Amomentlatergreendrapeswerejerkedacrossthewindows.CharltonandSteveMastertonmovedinstinctivelybetweentheboyonthefloorandthedoors,cuttingofftheviewasbesttheycould.

           "Hardstretcher,Doctor?"Charltonasked.

           "Ifweneedit,getit,"Louissaid,squattingbesideMasterton."Ihaven’tevenhadachancetolookathim."

           "Comeon,"Charltonsaidtothegirlwhohadclosedthedrapes.Shewaspullingthecornersofhermouthwithherfistsagain,makingthathumorless,screaminggrin.ShelookedatCharltonandmoaned,"Oh,ag."

           "Yeah,oh,agisright.Comeon.

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