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"
Oh
!
Hey
-
"
His
snowshoes
had
crossed
and
he
plunged
forward
into
the
snow
,
arms
waving
uselessly
.
More
snow
got
inside
his
hood
and
down
his
neck
and
into
the
tops
of
his
boots
.
He
struggled
out
of
the
snow
and
tried
to
get
the
snowshoes
under
him
,
heart
hammering
crazily
now
(
Secret
Agent
Man
remember
you
’
re
the
Secret
Agent
)
and
overbalanced
backward
.
For
a
moment
he
lay
there
looking
at
the
sky
,
thinking
it
would
be
simpler
to
just
give
up
.
Then
he
thought
of
the
thing
in
the
concrete
tunnel
and
knew
he
could
not
.
He
gained
his
feet
and
stared
over
at
the
topiary
.
All
three
lions
were
bunched
together
now
,
not
forty
feet
away
.
The
dog
had
ranged
off
to
their
left
,
as
if
to
block
Danny
’
s
retreat
.
They
were
bare
of
snow
except
for
powdery
ruffs
around
their
necks
and
muzzles
.
They
were
all
staring
at
him
.
His
breath
was
racing
now
,
and
the
panic
was
like
a
rat
behind
his
forehead
,
twisting
and
gnawing
.
He
fought
the
panic
and
he
fought
the
snowshoes
.
(
Daddy
’
s
voice
:
No
,
don
’
t
fight
them
,
doc
.
Walk
on
them
like
they
were
your
own
feet
.
Walk
with
them
.
)
(
Yes
,
Daddy
.
)
He
began
to
walk
again
,
trying
to
regain
the
easy
rhythm
he
had
practiced
with
his
daddy
.
Little
by
little
it
began
to
come
,
but
with
the
rhythm
came
an
awareness
of
just
how
tired
he
was
,
how
much
his
fear
had
exhausted
him
.
The
tendons
of
his
thighs
and
calves
and
ankles
were
hot
and
trembly
.
Ahead
he
could
see
the
Overlook
,
mockingly
distant
,
seeming
to
stare
at
him
with
its
many
windows
,
as
if
this
were
some
sort
of
contest
in
which
it
was
mildly
interested
.
