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Suddenly
he
stopped
,
looked
wonderingly
at
the
mallet
in
his
hands
,
and
asked
himself
with
rising
horror
what
it
was
he
had
been
thinking
of
doing
.
Murder
?
Had
he
been
thinking
of
murder
?
For
a
moment
his
entire
mind
seemed
filled
with
an
angry
,
weakly
hectoring
voice
:
(
Do
it
!
Do
it
,
you
weak
-
kneed
no
-
balls
nigger
!
Kill
them
!
KILL
THEM
BOTH
!
)
Then
he
flung
the
mallet
behind
him
with
a
whispered
,
terrified
cry
.
It
clattered
into
the
corner
where
the
horseblankets
had
been
,
one
of
the
two
heads
pointed
toward
him
in
an
unspeakable
invitation
.
He
fled
.
Danny
was
sitting
on
the
snowmobile
seat
and
Wendy
was
holding
him
weakly
.
His
face
was
shiny
with
tears
,
and
he
was
shaking
as
if
with
ague
.
Between
his
clicking
teeth
he
said
:
"
Where
were
you
?
We
were
scared
!
"
"
It
’
s
a
good
place
to
be
scared
of
,
"
Hallorann
said
slowly
.
"
Even
if
that
place
burns
flat
to
the
foundation
,
you
’
ll
never
get
me
within
a
hundred
miles
of
here
again
.
Here
,
Missus
Torrance
,
wrap
these
around
you
.
I
’
ll
help
.
You
too
,
Danny
.
Get
yourself
looking
like
an
Arab
.
"
He
swirled
two
of
the
blankets
around
Wendy
,
fashioning
one
of
them
into
a
hood
to
cover
her
head
,
and
helped
Danny
tie
his
so
they
wouldn
’
t
fall
off
.
"
Now
hold
on
for
dear
life
,
"
he
said
.
"
We
got
a
long
way
to
go
,
but
the
worst
is
behind
us
now
.
"
