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He gathered up the ruined shoulder holster and threw it under the back seat. He put on his shirt. Then he went and dragged the dead nighthound onto the grade by its stumpy tail. It was an ugly thing, weighing close to two hundred pounds, with powerfully muscled hind legs which furnished the bulk of its motive power, and sturdy three clawed front legs. HE GATHERED UP THE RUINED SHOULDER HOLSTER AND THREW IT UNDER THE BACK SEAT HE PUT ON HIS SHIRT THEN HE WENT AND DRAGGED THE DEAD NIGHTHOUND ON TO THE GRADE BY ITS SLUMPY TAIL IT WAS AN UGLY THING WEIGHING CLOSE TO TWO HUNDRED POUNDS WITH POWERFULLY MUSCLE TINED LEGS WHICH FURNISHED THE BULK OF ITS MOTIVE POWER AND THIRTY THREE CLAWED FRONT LEGS
scene Spanish blasphemy he had picked up among the Fourth Level inhabitants of his island home of Nerros, to the south, and a thundering curse in the name of Mogga, Fire-God of Dool, in a Third-Level tongue. He mentioned Fasif, Great God of Khift, in a manner which would have got him an acid-bath if the Khiftan priests had heard him. He alluded to the baroque amatory practices of the Third-Level Illyalla people, and soothed himself, in the classical Dar-Halma tongue, with one of those rambling genealogical insults favored in the Indo-Turanian Sector of the Fourth Level. By this time, the pain had subsided to an over-all smarting itch. He'd have to bear with that until his work was finished and he could enjoy a hot bath. He got another bottle out of the first-aid kit--a flat pint, labeled "Old Overholt," containing a locally-manufactured specific for inward and subjective wounds--and medicated himself copiously from it, corking it and slipping it into his hip pocket against future need. HS AND CAPPED THEM WITH AN OBSCENE SPANISH BLASPHEMY HE HAD PICKED UP AMONG THE FOURTH LEVEL INHABITANTS OF HIS ISLAND HOME OF NEROS TO THE SOUTH AND A THUNDERING CURSE IN THE NAME OF MOGA FIRE GOD OF DUEL IN A THIRD LEVEL TONGUE HE MENTIONED PHOSEIV GREAT GOD OF KIFT IN A MANNER WHICH WOULD HAVE GOT HIM AN ACID BATH IF THE KIFTON PRIESTS HAD HEARD HIM HE ALLUDED TO THE BAROCH AMATORY PRACTICES OF THE THIRD LEVEL ILLU PEOPLE AND SOOTHED THEMSELVES IN THE CLASSICAL DARHAMA TONGUE WITH ONE OF THOSE RAMBLING GENELOGICAL INSULTS FAVORED IN THE INDOTERANIAN SECTOR OF THE FOURTH LEVEL BY THIS TIME THE PAIN HAD SUBSIDED TO AN ALL OVER SMARTING ITCH HE'D HAVE TO BEAR WITH THAT UNTIL HIS WORK WAS FINISHED AND HE COULD ENJOY A HOT BATH HE GOT ANOTHER BOTTLE OUT OF THE FIRST EGG KIT A FLAT PINT LABELLED OLD OVERHOLT CONTAINING A LOCALLY MANUFACTURED SPECIFIC FOR INWARD AND SUBJECTIVE WOUNDS AND IMEDICATED HIMSELF COPIOUSLY FROM IT CORKING IT AND SLIPPING IT INTO HIS HIP POCKET AGAINST FUTURE NEED
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