![]() ![]() Do it all the time-think about it all the time. Those dead nerves will never grow back-you'll never know when you've hurt yourself unless you get in the habit of checking. He could hear the doctors saying, "VSE, Mr. As he walked, he flicked his eyes up and down himself, verifying that there were no unexpected tears or snags in his clothing, checking his hands for scratches, making sure that nothing had happened to the scar which stretched from the heel of his right palm across where his last two fingers had been. He concentrated on restraining the spasmodic snarl which lurched across his face, and let the tight machinery of his will carry him forward step by step. These people did not need the ancient ritual of warning. Some of them looked as if they were holding their breath. Beware! Outcast unclean! But he saw that the people he passed, the people who knew him, whose names and houses and handclasps were known to him-he saw that they stepped aside, gave him plenty of room. ![]() But to himself he responded, Ashamed? Ashamed? His face contorted in a wild grimace. As his back moved away from her, she hissed at it, "Go away! Get out of here! You ought to be ashamed!" Thomas Covenant's stride went on, as unfaltering as clockwork that had been wound to the hilt for just this purpose. The man went by without turning his head. Then she jumped forward, gripped her son by the arm, snatched him out of harm's way. ONE: Golden Boy SHE came out of the store just in time to see her young son playing on the sidewalk directly in the path of the gray, gaunt man who strode down the center of the walk like a mechanical derelict. Donaldson The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant and Unbeliever BOOK ONE C 1977 **SCANNED BY LUPINIV FEB01** ![]()
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