I reallydon’t. Gonna see you fellas again, he had told them, and Henry guessed he had meant it, but the threatened confrontation had never happened, no, never happened. Kurtz was beaming at him, but he had donned his filter-mask again — they all had — and it gave his reassurin The storm was almost over.
' Henry turned in his seat. It was a pounding offutility, and strange. A black bear, fat with its pre-hibernation stuffing, was ambling through the screen of thin second-growth trees to his left. 'Make him stop, Beav.
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