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"
I
’
ll
do
that
.
"
They
shook
hands
over
the
desk
.
Hallorann
made
himself
get
down
to
the
ground
floor
and
across
to
the
hired
help
’
s
compound
before
bursting
into
rich
,
bead
-
shaking
laughter
.
He
was
still
grinning
and
mopping
his
streaming
eyes
with
his
handkerchief
when
the
smell
of
oranges
came
,
thick
and
gagging
,
and
the
bolt
followed
it
,
striking
him
in
the
head
,
sending
him
back
against
the
pink
stucco
wall
in
a
drunken
stagger
.
(
!
!
!
PLEASE
COME
DICK
PLEASE
COME
COME
QUICK
!
!
!
)
He
recovered
a
little
at
a
time
and
at
last
felt
capable
of
climbing
the
outside
stairs
to
his
apartment
.
He
kept
the
latchkey
under
the
rush
-
plaited
doormat
,
and
when
he
reached
down
to
get
it
,
something
fell
out
of
his
inner
pocket
and
fell
to
the
second
-
floor
decking
with
a
flat
thump
.
His
mind
was
still
so
much
on
the
voice
that
had
shivered
through
his
head
that
for
a
moment
he
could
only
look
at
the
blue
envelope
blankly
,
not
knowing
what
it
was
.
Then
he
turned
it
over
and
the
word
WILL
stared
up
at
him
in
the
black
spidery
letters
.
(
Oh
my
God
is
it
like
that
?
)
He
didn
’
t
know
.
But
it
could
be
.
All
week
long
the
thought
of
his
own
ending
had
been
on
his
mind
like
a
…
well
,
like
a
(
Go
on
,
say
it
)
