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Since
he
was
the
only
one
capable
of
handling
the
task
unemotionally
,
he
would
put
his
mind
to
it
and
come
up
with
something
that
would
be
fair
,
workable
and
—
above
all
—
logical
.
The
kids
at
school
teased
Billy
when
he
wandered
around
the
halls
in
a
daze
.
They
saw
him
talking
to
himself
behaving
at
times
like
a
little
girl
,
and
they
picked
on
him
.
One
cold
afternoon
during
recess
,
some
of
the
boys
started
taunting
him
in
the
schoolyard
.
Someone
threw
a
rock
at
him
,
hitting
him
in
the
side
.
At
first
he
didn
’
t
know
what
had
happened
,
but
he
knew
he
wasn
’
t
permitted
to
show
anger
or
Chalmer
would
punish
him
.
Ragen
turned
and
glared
at
the
laughing
boys
.
Another
boy
picked
up
a
rock
and
threw
it
,
but
Ragen
caught
it
and
whipped
it
back
swiftly
hitting
the
boy
in
the
head
.
Astonished
,
the
boys
backed
off
as
Ragen
pulled
a
switchblade
out
of
his
pocket
and
approached
them
.
They
fled
.
Ragen
stood
looking
around
,
trying
to
understand
where
he
was
and
how
he
had
come
to
be
there
.
He
closed
the
knife
,
put
it
into
his
pocket
and
walked
off
He
had
no
idea
what
was
going
on
.
But
Arthur
observed
him
,
his
swiftness
,
his
angei
;
and
he
deduced
why
Ragen
was
there
.
He
realized
that
Ragens
sudden
emotional
outbursts
would
have
to
be
dealt
with
.
But
it
would
be
necessary
to
study
and
understand
him
before
he
introduced
himself
.
What
surprised
him
most
of
all
was
that
Ragen
was
thinking
in
a
Slavic
accent
.
Arthur
felt
the
Slavs
had
been
the
first
barbarians
.
In
dealing
with
Ragen
,
he
was
dealing
with
a
barbarian
.
Dangerous
,
but
the
kind
of
person
who
might
prove
necessary
in
times
of
danger
,
a
power
to
be
harnessed
.
Arthur
would
bide
his
time
and
approach
him
when
he
felt
it
was
right
.
Several
weeks
later
"
Kevin
"
joined
some
tough
boys
in
a
dirt
-
clod
fight
against
kids
from
another
neighborhood
.
The
battleground
was
a
mound
of
dirt
behind
a
big
pit
where
a
housing
development
was
under
construction
.
Kevin
was
feeling
rough
and
tough
,
tossing
the
clods
,
laughing
as
he
missed
,
watching
them
explode
like
dirt
bombs
.
Then
he
heard
a
strange
voice
from
somewhere
beside
him
say
,
"
Lowah
.
Trow
dem
lowah
!
"
He
stopped
and
looked
around
,
but
no
one
was
close
by
.
Then
he
heard
it
again
:
"
Lowah
.
.
.
lowah
.
.
.
trow
dem
tings
lowah
.
"
It
was
a
voice
like
the
Brooklyn
soldiers
in
the
war
movie
he
had
seen
on
TV
.
"
Y
’
should
trow
dem
damned
doit
clods
lowah
!
"
Kevin
was
baffled
.
He
stopped
throwing
and
sat
down
on
the
dirt
pile
,
to
figure
out
who
was
talking
to
him
.
