All the pills he had cached under the mattress
were wrapped in a Kleenex tucked into his underwear. He banged the
carriage-return lever four or five times, centered the carriage, and typed
CHAPTER I. Now her passage was not silent; it was like the tread of Goliath
striding into the Valley of Bones. He heard a wooden thunk, a metallic clunk,
and then a shaking sound he had heard some place before. Now her passage was not silent; it was like the tread of
Goliath striding into the Valley of Bones. He heard a wooden thunk, a
metallic clunk, and then a shaking sound he had heard some place
before.
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