THREE:
THREE:All the same, "dreary" was the word for it. (An image of Dr. Haenlingen's frozen face floated into his mind. He pushed it away. It was morning. It was time for work.)
THREE:"You won't do nothin' o' the kind. Shorty. Don't you contradict me. Let him go, I tell you."
TWO:They turned their eyes to the crest, and there saw Pete waving his hat to them.












