nds. I held my breath. Then it started to go
out again. I paid it through my fingers
and suddenly remembered my father taking me
to see the Gregory Peck film of
Moby Dick
at the Brookside. I think I smiled a little.
Three-quarters of the line was gone now. I could see the end of it lying beside one of
Billy's feet. Then the rope stopped moving through my hands again. It lay motionless for
perhaps five seconds
and then another five feet jerked out. Then it suddenly whipsawed
violently to the left
twanging off the edge of the OUT door.
Twenty feet of rope suddenly paid out
making a thin heat across my left palm. And from
out of the mist there came a high
wavering scream. It was impossible to tell the ###### of
the screamer.
The rope whipsawed in my hands again. And again. It skated across the space in the
doorway to the right
then back to the left. A few more feet paid out
and then there was
a ululating howl from out there that brought an answering moan from my son. Hatlen
stood aghast. His eyes were huge. One corner of his mouth turned down
trembling.
The howl was abruptly cut off. There was no sound ,
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