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His
teeth
were
clenched
,
his
lips
drawn
back
,
his
breath
rasping
.
He
felt
like
a
prisoner
hurling
himself
bloodily
against
the
bars
of
a
prison
.
When
he
stopped
,
a
dozen
smashes
later
,
the
kettle
rested
firmly
at
100
,
000
.
Thus
far
,
and
no
farther
.
He
would
change
kettles
!
(
But
there
was
not
much
hope
in
that
thought
.
)
In
the
empty
silence
of
the
100
,
000th
Century
,
Andrew
Harlan
stepped
out
of
one
kettle
and
chose
another
kettle
shaft
at
random
.
A
minute
later
,
with
the
drive
-
lever
in
his
hand
,
he
stared
at
the
marking
of
100
,
000
and
knew
that
here
,
too
,
he
could
not
pass
.
He
raged
!
Now
!
At
this
time
!
When
things
so
unexpectedly
had
broken
in
his
favor
,
to
come
to
so
sudden
a
disaster
.
The
curse
of
that
moment
of
misjudgment
in
entering
the
482nd
was
still
on
him
.
Savagely
he
spun
the
lever
downwhen
,
pressing
it
hard
at
maximum
and
keeping
it
there
.
At
least
in
one
way
he
was
free
now
,
free
to
do
anything
he
wanted
.
With
Noys
cut
off
behind
a
barrier
and
out
of
his
reach
,
what
more
could
they
do
to
him
?
What
more
had
he
to
fear
?
He
carried
himself
to
the
575th
and
sprang
from
the
kettle
with
a
reckless
disregard
for
his
surroundings
that
he
had
never
felt
before
.
He
made
his
way
to
the
Section
library
,
speaking
to
no
one
,
regarding
no
one
.
He
took
what
he
wanted
without
glancing
about
to
see
if
he
were
observed
.
What
did
he
care
?
Back
to
the
kettle
and
downwhen
again
.
He
knew
exactly
what
he
would
do
.
He
looked
at
the
large
clock
as
he
passed
,
measuring
off
Standard
Physiotime
,
numbering
the
days
and
marking
off
the
three
coequal
work
shifts
of
the
physioday
.
Finge
would
be
at
his
private
quarters
now
,
and
that
was
so
much
the
better
.
Harlan
felt
as
though
he
were
running
a
temperature
when
he
arrived
at
the
482nd
.
His
mouth
was
dry
and
cottony
.
His
chest
hurt
.
