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"
No
!
"
cried
Mr
.
Black
.
"
Liar
!
Liar
!
Take
that
!
"
He
smashed
his
fist
through
the
case
.
Glass
exploded
in
a
great
shower
of
starlight
,
it
seemed
,
and
fell
away
in
darkness
.
The
witch
sat
naked
,
in
the
open
air
,
reserved
and
calm
,
waiting
for
the
second
blow
.
"
No
!
"
Douglas
plunged
through
the
door
.
"
Mr
.
Black
!
"
"
Doug
!
"
cried
Tom
.
Mr
.
Black
wheeled
at
Tom
’
s
shout
.
He
raised
the
knife
blindly
in
the
air
as
if
to
strike
.
Douglas
froze
.
Then
,
eyes
wide
,
lids
blinking
once
,
Mr
.
Black
turned
perfectly
so
he
fell
with
his
back
toward
the
floor
and
took
what
seemed
a
thousand
years
to
strike
,
his
flashlight
flung
from
his
right
hand
,
the
knife
scuttling
away
like
a
silverfish
from
the
left
.
Tom
moved
slowly
in
to
look
at
the
long
-
strewn
figure
in
the
dark
.
"
Doug
,
is
he
dead
?
"
"
No
,
just
the
shock
of
Mme
.
Tarot
’
s
predictions
.
Boy
,
he
’
s
got
a
scalded
look
.
Horrible
,
that
’
s
what
the
cards
must
have
been
.
"
The
man
slept
noisily
on
the
floor
.
Douglas
picked
up
the
strewn
tarot
cards
,
put
them
,
trembling
,
in
his
pocket
.
"
Come
on
,
Tom
,
let
’
s
get
her
out
of
here
before
it
’
s
too
late
.
"
"
Kidnap
her
?
You
’
re
crazy
!
"
