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his　confining　costume。　There　was　a　mixture　of　scotch　and　champagne　on　his

breath。

Danny　flinched　back　but　didn't　run。　〃Let　me　by。〃

〃Not　by　the　hair　of　my　chinny…chin…chin；〃　the　dogman　replied。　His　small　red

eyes　were　fixed　attentively　on　Danny's　face。　He　continued　to　grin。　〃I'm　going　to

eat　you　up；　little　boy。　And　I　think　I'll　start　with　your　plump　little　cock。〃

He　began　to　prance　skittishly　forward；　making　little　leaps　and　snarling。

Danny's　nerve　broke。　He　fled　back　into　the　short　hallway　that　led　to　their

quarters；　looking　back　over　his　shoulder。　There　was　a　series　of　mixed　howls　and

barks　and　growls；　broken　by　slurred　mutterings　and　giggles。

Danny　stood　in　the　hallway；　trembling。

〃Get　it　up！〃　the　drunken　dogman　cried　out　from　around　the　corner。　His　voice

was　both　violent　and　despairing。　〃Get　it　up；　Harry　you　bitch…bastard！　I　don't

care　how　many　casinos　and　airlines　and　movie　panies　you　own！　I　know　what　you

like　in　the　privacy　of　your　own　h…home！　Get　it　up！　I'll　huff。。。　and　I'll　puff

。。。　until　Harry　Derwent's　all　bloown　down！〃　He　ended　with　a　long；　chilling

howl　that　seemed　to　turn　into　a　scream　of　rage　and　pain　just　before　it　dwindled

off。

Danny　turned　apprehensively　to　the　closed　bedroom　door　at　the　end　of　the

hallway　and　walked　quietly　down　to　it。　He　opened　it　and　poked　his　head　through。

His　mommy　was　sleeping　in　exactly　the　same　position。　No　one　was　hearing　this　but

him。

He　closed　the　door　softly　and　went　back　up　to　the　intersection　of　their

corridor　and　the　main　hall；　hoping　the　dogman　would　be　gone；　the　way　the　blood

on　the　walls　of　the　Presidential　Suite　had　been　gone。　He　peeked　around　the