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           Harding’sspeech,ifithadn’tactuallysoberedpeople,hadatleastmadethemrealizetheseriousnessofwhatweweredoing.Thenightwasgettingon,andsomethoughthadtobegiventothearrivalofthestaffinthemorning.BillyBibbitandhisgirlmentionedthatitwasafterfouro’clockand,ifitwasallright,ifpeopledidn’tmind,they’dliketohaveMr.TurkleunlocktheSeclusionRoom.Theywentoffunderanarchofflashlightbeams,andtherestofuswentintothedayroomtoseewhatwecoulddecideaboutcleaningup.TurklewasallbutpassedoutwhenhegotbackfromSeclusion,andwehadtopushhimintothedayroominawheelchair.

           AsIwalkedafterthemitcametomeasakindofsuddensurprisethatIwasdrunk,actuallydrunk,glowingandgrinningandstaggeringdrunkforthefirsttimesincetheArmy,drunkalongwithhalfadozenotherguysandacoupleofgirls—rightontheBigNurse’sward!DrunkandrunningandlaughingandcarryingonwithwomensquareinthecenteroftheCombine’smostpowerfulstronghold!Ithoughtbackonthenight,onwhatwe’dbeendoing,anditwasnearimpossibletobelieve.Ihadtokeepremindingmyselfthatithadtrulyhappened,thatwehadmadeithappen.Wehadjustunlockedawindowandletitinlikeyouletinthefreshair.MaybetheCombinewasn’tall-powerful.