” He said. 133 “TRY ME!” He yelled, his voice booming into the cacophony beyond the walls. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Here, take this youngster, Terry; my legs are lighter than old Nab's. Somebody to depend upon her; somebody to have need of her, if only for a little while. Free! All the fine ecstasy, without the numbing terror. He would pursue that little pastime on some other occasion. Now, she was the very reverse of all this. He had the appearance of a man who has known no rest for many nights.
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