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Percy
's
eyes
widened
,
and
he
lunged
.
He
meant
to
run
,
but
Harry
grabbed
his
arms
and
a
lunge
was
all
he
was
able
to
manage
.
"
Let
go
of
me
!
"
Percy
shouted
,
trying
to
jerk
out
of
Harry
's
grasp
.
It
was
n't
going
to
happen
,
Harry
outweighed
him
by
almost
a
hundred
pounds
and
had
the
muscles
of
a
man
who
spent
most
of
his
spare
time
plowing
and
chopping
,
but
Percy
gave
it
a
good
enough
effort
to
drag
Harry
halfway
across
the
room
and
to
rough
up
the
unpleasant
green
carpet
I
kept
meaning
to
replace
.
For
a
moment
I
thought
he
was
even
going
to
get
one
arm
free
panic
can
be
one
hell
of
a
motivator
.
"
Settle
down
,
Percy
,
"
I
said
.
"
It
'll
go
easier
if
--
"
"
Do
n't
you
tell
me
to
settle
down
,
you
ignoramus
!
"
Percy
yelled
,
jerking
his
shoulders
and
trying
to
free
his
arms
.
"
Just
get
away
from
me
!
All
of
you
!
I
know
people
!
Big
people
!
If
you
do
n't
quit
this
,
you
'll
have
to
go
all
the
way
to
South
Carolina
just
to
get
a
meal
in
a
soup
kitchen
!
"
He
gave
another
forward
lunge
and
ran
his
upper
thighs
into
my
desk
.
The
book
he
'd
been
reading
,
Caring
for
the
Mental
Patient
in
Institutions
,
gave
a
jump
,
and
the
smaller
,
pamphlet-sized
book
which
had
been
hidden
inside
it
popped
out
.
No
wonder
Percy
had
looked
guilty
when
we
came
in
.
It
was
n't
The
Last
Days
of
Sodom
and
Gomorrah
,
but
it
was
the
one
we
sometimes
gave
to
inmates
who
were
feeling
especially
horny
and
who
had
been
well-behaved
enough
to
deserve
a
treat
.
I
've
mentioned
it
,
I
think
--
the
little
cartoon
book
where
Olive
Oyl
does
everybody
except
Sweet
Pea
,
the
kid
.
I
found
it
sad
that
Percy
had
been
in
my
office
and
pursuing
such
pallid
porn
,
and
Harry
--
what
I
could
see
of
him
from
over
Percy
's
straining
shoulder
--
looked
mildly
disgusted
,
but
Brutal
hooted
with
laughter
,
and
that
took
the
fight
out
of
Percy
,
at
least
for
the
time
being
.
"
Oh
Poicy
,
"
he
said
.
"
What
would
your
mother
say
?
For
that
matter
,
what
would
the
governor
say
?
"
Percy
was
blushing
a
dark
red
.
"
Just
shut
up
.
And
leave
my
mother
out
of
it
.
"
Brutal
tossed
me
the
straitjacket
and
pushed
his
face
up
into
Percy
's
.
"
Sure
thing
.
Just
stick
out
your
arms
like
a
good
boy
.
"
