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"
Yes
,
ma
’
am
.
Danny
says
it
’
s
going
to
explode
.
"
"
Good
.
"
The
word
was
uttered
with
dead
finality
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
if
I
can
get
down
those
stairs
again
.
My
ribs
…
he
broke
my
ribs
.
And
something
in
my
back
.
It
hurts
.
"
"
You
’
ll
make
it
,
"
Hallorann
said
.
"
We
’
ll
all
make
it
.
"
But
suddenly
he
remembered
the
hedge
animals
,
and
wondered
what
they
would
do
if
they
were
guarding
the
way
out
…
Then
Danny
was
coming
back
.
He
had
Wendy
’
s
boots
and
coat
and
gloves
,
also
his
own
coat
and
gloves
.
"
Danny
,
"
she
said
.
"
Your
boots
.
"
"
It
’
s
too
late
,
"
he
said
.
His
eyes
stared
at
them
with
a
desperate
kind
of
madness
.
He
looked
at
Dick
and
suddenly
Hallorann
’
s
mind
was
fixed
with
an
image
of
a
clock
under
a
glass
dome
,
the
clock
in
the
ballroom
that
had
been
donated
by
a
Swiss
diplomat
in
1949
.
The
hands
of
the
clock
were
standing
at
a
minute
to
midnight
.
"
Oh
my
God
,
"
Hallorann
said
.
"
Oh
my
dear
God
.
"
He
clapped
an
arm
around
Wendy
and
picked
her
up
.
He
clapped
his
other
arm
around
Danny
.
He
ran
for
the
stairs
.
Wendy
shrieked
in
pain
as
he
squeezed
the
bad
ribs
,
as
something
in
her
back
ground
together
,
but
Hallorann
did
not
slow
.
He
plunged
down
the
stairs
with
them
in
his
arms
.
One
eye
wide
and
desperate
,
the
other
puffed
shut
to
a
slit
.
He
looked
like
a
one
-
eyed
pirate
abducting
hostages
to
be
ransomed
later
.
