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Show 108, Jeffries, Islamorada [Section 2] ready to set upon the sheep--now it immediately occurs to me that the old sheep metaphor isn't going to sit very well with you, but if we could pray about this, if you could accept even temporarily the mantle of protection of The Shepherd, if you'd think how, in fact, sheep love their shepherds. . ." They listened in the boy's yard, at the house and by the water. Prominent the sound of a dog not barking. Retracing their steps up from the bog they came upon the sundew. "Hey look!--Oh, no--" Dorian exclaimed, putting an arm on the minister, two dot eyes looking up at them, "It's what the little magazines would call my literary double! This is--" Dr. Lloyd put his arm at Dorian's waist, wondering how delicate he was, in consideration of the test of the coming hysteria, "this may be the evil!" Then the minister responded by stooping low into the grass, but saw only a housefly waxing insensate behind the bars of the pitcher plant. The Shadows assembled. Arriging in the parish's black Buick. Dory wondered if Roman Polanski had missed Father Kelly when he was casting The Vampire Killers. In those 28" slacks that the junior high kids would have loudly and unhesitatingly identified as 'highwaters.' And comfortable, oversized shoes that made him look as if he could have come walking |