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It was dark, but not so dark that Talbot couldnot see his way. Gaining, gaining. Timijian’s Ninth Sonata. What about the fellows they're after? This Gary Jones and the supposed Mr Gray?' He didn't much care, but

The words came out in a croak that didn't sound like his voice at all. What the hell you been eatin? Woodchuck turds?' 'Bushes and moss and other stuff, I don't know just what,' McCarthy said. Jonesy waited for McCarthy to finish — it sounded as if he had more to say — but the man just swung his feet into bed and pulled the covers up. He'd barely touched his soup, and had eaten only half of his grilled cheese.