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"Just buildin’ up for a real breakdown, that’s all you’re doin’, man"

But I was a real pain in the neck I just didn’t feel like going to sleep, and I see cup after cup of bad coffee into all of us I was bursting with plans, plans for recovering the treasure, plans for getting out of Modonoland undiscovered No one else see these plans, or indeed in discussing anything at all Bowman appeared distinctly irritated, while Plum merely looked exhausted I was oblivious to all of this Coffeepot in one hand and machete in the other – I just always seeh – I led the way into the family room and switched on the radio

"A family room," I said "A radio, a color television set, a record player, a tape recorder – this is great, isn’t it? I’ll have to have all of these things when I have s, all the conveniences" I was babbling "An electric wall-to-wall carpet An auto color"

"It sounds very Donald Duck," Plum said

Bowman said, "Donald Duck?"

"She means Mickey Mouse," I explained He seemed no less ested that I was out on et to sleep

I had stalled as long as I could The radio had yielded nothing in the way of news, just some unnecessary music I switched it off Plum went to share a twin-bed room with Sheena She wasn’t happy about it, but was too tired to protest hts without one real night’s sleep hit her all at once, and she slipped out of the wrapper and under the top sheet and fell asleep before the sheet had settled into place about her

There was another bedroo couch in the faree

"Not a chance, baby You been livin’ on nerves since we connected I can see how tired you are Your eyes are heavy, heavy" His eyes glea for the couch"

"I’et uncomfortable in them little cots On a couch, now, I can put ht comfortable"

"If you’re sure"

"I’m sure"

I went into the bedroom and closed the door I stretched out on the bed and waited He was right I had been living on nerves for far too long, and I was tired, andin that rooo in and check, but didn’t Then I heard the couch creak as he got up from it, and I heard his steps on the floor of the faed the bedside larabbed it up and stood to the side of the door, ready to take hi to have one shot and one shot only, and if I didn’t get hiood-by I had seen him in action I knew

The footsteps approached, stopped There was a long moment of silence Then his hand settled on the knob, and I saw the knob on htly

He spoke ain louder I didn’t say anything The doorknob turned The door opened slowly, very slowly, and his head cahtened on the lamp as I readied myself for the blow