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In the Basement

           Fromsomewhereinthevoluminousfoldsofhiswhiteoverblouse,Daddyhadproducedawoodenkitchenmatch.Helititwithhisthumbnailandflungitontothenest.Therehadbeenawhite-orangeexplosion,almostsoundlessinitsferocity.Daddyhadsteppedaway,cacklingwildly.Thewasps’nesthadgoneupinnotime.

           "Fire,"Daddyhadsaid,turningtoJackywithasmile."Firewillkillanything."

           Aftersuppertheboyshadcomeoutintheday’swaninglighttostandsolemnlyaroundthecharredandblackenednest.Fromthehotinteriorhadcomethesoundofwaspbodiespoppinglikecorn.

           Thepressuregaugestoodattwo-twenty.Alowironwailingsoundwasbuildingupinthegutsofthething.Jetsofsteamstoodouterectinahundredplaceslikeporcupinequills.

           (Firewillkillanything.)

           Jacksuddenlystarted.Hehadbeendozingoff…andhehadalmostdozedhimselfrightintokingdomcone.WhatinGod’snamehadhebeenthinkingof?Protectingthehotelwashisjob.Hewasthecaretaker.

           Asweatofterrorsprangtohishandssoquicklythatatfirsthemissedhisgriponthelargevalve.Thenhecurledhisfingersarounditsspokes.Hewhirleditoneturn,two,three.Therewasagianthissofsteam,dragon’sbreath.Awarmtropicalmistrosefrombeneaththeboilerandveiledhim.

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