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Hallorann Laid Low

           

           Therewasahissing,spittingsoundanditdrewback.

           "Gas!"Halloranncried,hisvoiceshrillandbreaking."Gonnaburnyou,baby!Digonitawhile!"

           Thelioncameathimagain,stillspittingangrily.Hallorannsplasheditagainbutthistimetheliondidn’tgive.Itchargedahead.Hallorannsensedratherthansawitsheadanglingathisfaceandhethrewhimselfbackward,partiallyavoidingit.Yetthelionstillhithisupperribcageaglancingblow,andaflareofpainstruckthere.Gasgurgledoutofthecan,whichhestillheld,anddousedhisrighthandandarm,coldasdeath.

           Nowhelayonhisbackinasnowangel,totherightofthesnowmobilebyabouttenpaces.Thehissinglionwasabulkingpresencetohisleft,closinginagain.Hallorannthoughthecouldseeitstailtwitching.

           HeyankedCottrell’smittenoffhisrighthand,tastingsoddenwoolandgasoline.Herippedupthehemoftheparkaandjammedhishandintohispantspocket.Downinthere,alongwithhiskeysandhischange,wasaverybatteredoldZippolighter.HehadboughtitinGermanyin1954.OncethehingehadbrokenandhehadreturnedittotheZippofactoryandtheyhadrepaireditwithoutcharge,justasadvertised.

           Anightmarefloodofthoughtsfloodingthroughhismindinasplitsecond.

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