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Show -370- the pain in his eye-sockets; whech had settled into a kind of burning? his other hurts? in his back and his knee7 had become an intense stiffness?1 which ihurt mostly when he moved? He moved slowly between the girl and someone else to the door7 "Whatsa matter? pops?" a voice said as he moved cautiously down the Iron steps? "What happened to you?" "He got macedT Right in the face? This close?" the girl answered for him;? "Where«d the blood come from?" "He got hit over the head - by one of your MSB***?" "Watch your talk? miss?" "He needs help?" "If he does? h e ' l l get it?1 Move onf" The two students helped the Professor over the curb? across the sidewalk? up a flight of stairsT He stumbled once? on one of the steps?5 and said without thinking? "0h7 I'm sorry?" and found his voice was beginning to return? although i t s t i l l sounded gravelly and unlike his own? Inside what appeared to be a large building? they turned down a long hallway, the g i r l talking to the Professor and t e l l ing him where they were going1? "Here now - on^ the right - h e r e ' s a door? We're going in7 Carefu35?" The room that they entered seemed to be a large one? There was a babble of voices? as in the hallway a t the Univers i t y between classes? The g i r l led the Professor to a bench, i«i,» 4-ha, rtvio in the van? and sat him down on i t? |