There was a tense increduloussilence in the vast hall that lasted for three beats of Manfred's racingheart, and then a storm of protest, a roar of outrage and anger, ofbooing and foot-stamping. You'll hurt Yourself. You can't go down there. Santa Claus and the good fairy are waiting justaround the next bend.
His mother's mouth tightened. She squared her shoulders and faced them again. If he could not come up with a good enough excuse for notperforming his obligations he knew he was a dead man. lk upon his bare back,but not as soft as her body beneath his nor as hot as the liquid depthsin which she engulfed him.
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