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I
DO
NOT
KNOW
,
I
HAVE
NEVER
TRIED
.
Death
tared
at
his
feet
.
He
was
beginning
to
feel
deeply
embarrassed
.
Keeble
shuffled
the
paper
on
his
desk
,
and
sighed
.
I
CAN
WALK
THROUGH
WALLS
,
Death
volunteered
,
aware
that
the
conversation
had
reached
an
impasse
.
Keeble
looked
up
brightly
.
’
I
’
d
like
to
see
that
,
’
he
said
.
’
That
could
be
quite
a
qualification
.
’
RIGHT
.
Death
pushed
his
chair
back
and
stalked
confidently
towards
the
nearest
wall
.
OUCH
.
Keeble
watched
expectantly
.
’
Go
on
,
then
,
’
he
said
.
UM
.
THIS
IS
AN
ORDINARY
WALL
,
IS
IT
?
’
I
assume
so
.
I
’
m
not
an
expert
.
’
