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Shadow
held
his
ground
,
although
he
felt
slightly
sick
.
When
the
spider
got
close
enough
,
it
said
,
in
Mr
.
Nancy
’
s
voice
,
"
That
was
a
good
job
.
Proud
of
you
.
You
done
good
,
kid
.
"
"
Thank
you
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
We
should
get
you
back
.
Too
long
in
this
place
is
goin
’
to
mess
you
up
.
"
It
rested
one
brown
-
haired
spider
-
leg
on
Shadow
’
s
shoulder
…
…
and
,
back
on
Seven
States
Flag
Court
,
Mr
.
Nancy
coughed
.
His
right
hand
rested
on
Shadow
’
s
shoulder
.
The
rain
had
stopped
.
Mr
.
Nancy
held
his
left
hand
across
his
side
,
as
if
it
hurt
.
Shadow
asked
if
he
was
okay
.
"
I
’
m
tough
as
old
nails
,
"
said
Mr
.
Nancy
.
"
Tougher
.
"
He
did
not
sound
happy
.
He
sounded
like
an
old
man
in
pain
.
There
were
dozens
of
them
,
standing
or
sitting
on
the
ground
or
on
the
benches
.
Some
of
them
looked
badly
injured
.
Shadow
could
hear
a
rattling
noise
in
the
sky
,
approaching
from
the
south
.
He
looked
at
Mr
.
Nancy
.
"
Helicopters
?
"
Mr
.
Nancy
nodded
.
"
Don
’
t
you
worry
about
them
.
Not
any
more
.
They
’
ll
just
clean
up
the
mess
,
and
leave
.
They
’
re
good
at
it
.
"
