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"
Is
not
to
worry
.
Now
,
back
in
there
,
we
have
pie
,
"
she
said
.
The
pie
-
it
was
an
apple
pie
-
had
been
bought
in
a
store
and
oven
-
warmed
,
and
was
very
,
very
good
.
The
four
of
them
ate
it
with
ice
cream
,
and
then
Zorya
Vechernyaya
made
everyone
go
out
of
the
sitting
room
,
and
made
up
a
very
fine
-
looking
bed
on
the
sofa
for
Shadow
.
Wednesday
spoke
to
Shadow
as
they
stood
in
the
corridor
.
"
What
you
did
in
there
,
with
the
checkers
game
,
"
he
said
.
"
Yes
?
"
"
That
was
good
.
Very
,
very
stupid
of
you
.
But
good
.
Sleep
safe
.
"
Shadow
brushed
his
teeth
and
washed
his
face
in
the
cold
water
of
the
little
bathroom
,
and
then
walked
back
down
the
hall
to
the
sitting
room
,
turned
out
the
light
,
and
was
asleep
before
his
head
touched
the
pillow
.
There
were
explosions
in
Shadow
’
s
dream
:
he
was
driving
a
truck
through
a
minefield
,
and
bombs
were
going
off
on
each
side
of
him
.
The
windshield
shattered
and
he
felt
warm
blood
running
down
his
face
.
Someone
was
shooting
at
him
.
A
bullet
punctured
his
lung
,
a
bullet
shattered
his
spine
,
another
hit
his
shoulder
.
He
felt
each
bullet
strike
.
He
collapsed
across
the
steering
wheel
.
