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Show -373- with his knuckles. He could see a little better. What he saw was a round moon of flesh, a face with a short snub nose, small but very sympathetic eyes, and a chin that all but disappeared into a very thick neck. He was reminded of the mother goddess of the caves, the Stone Age venus figurines that (according to his own theory) were pregnant reminders of fertility - the promise of the continuation of life. "I can see you," he said in his still hoarse voice. She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek." He must have dozed? He awoke feeling a tugging at his arm? then heard the sound of his name being called? He blinked his eyes once or twice to clear them and was surprised to discover that he could now see the whole room. The commotion had subsided? Students stood in small groups talking, or they lay sprawled on the concrete floor? sleeping? One or two couples lay together? arms about each other? A few sat lotus fashion in meditation?1 Along one whole side of the room were iron bars? Behind a sliding steel door he could see two figures standing? His name was called again? "Someone to see you?" his vast comforter said. She helped him to his feet? His hurts had degenerated into a painful stiffness? He took a step and almost fell; but the girl caught hold of him? "Steady now, Professor? Take it easy?" He began to walk? slowly? falteringly, toward the door? The girl accompanied him, her hand lightly on his arm. |
