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She could just barely talk; her voice was distorted, almost inaudible. "Let ... me SHE COULD JUST BARELY TALK HER VOICE WAS DISTORTED ALMOST INAUDIBLE LET ME
illimeter of skin and mucous membrane. Yes, into your eyes. It stings 'em a little, but that's a lot better than going blind. And your mouth. Swallow six good big mouthfuls--it's tasteless and goes down easy. "Now the soles of your feet--O. K. The last will hurt plenty, but we've _got_ to get some of it into your lungs and we can't do it the hospital way. So when I slap a gob of it over your mouth and nose inhale hard and deep. Just once is all anybody can do, but that's enough. And don't fight. Any ordinary woman I could handle, but I can't handle you fast enough. So if you don't inhale deep I'll have to knock you cold. Otherwise you die of lung cancer. Will do?" "Will do, sweetheart. Good and deep. No fight," and she emptied her lungs. He slapped it on. She inhaled, good and deep; and went into convulsive paroxysms of coughing. He held her in his arms until the worst of it was over; but she was still coughing hard when she pulled herself away from him. "But ... how ... about ... you? IGOROUSLY TO WORK YES HAIR TOO EVERY SQUARE MILLIMETER OF SKIN AND MUCOUS MEMBRANE YES INTO YOUR EYES IT STINGS EM A LITTLE BUT THAT'S A LOT BETTER THAN GOING BLIND AND YOUR MOUTH SWALLOWS SIX GOOD BIG MOUTHFULS IT'S TASTELESS AND GOES DOWN EASY NOW THE SOLES OF YOUR FEET O K THE LAST WILL HURT PLENTY BUT WE'VE GOT TO GET SOME OF IT INTO YOUR LUNGS AND WE CAN'T DO IT THE HOSPITAL WAY SO WHEN I SLAP A GLOB OF IT OVER YOUR MOUTH AND NOSE IN HELL HARD AND DEEP JUST ONCE AS ALL ANYBODY CAN DO BUT THAT'S ENOUGH AND DON'T FIGHT ANY ORDINARY WOMAN I COULD HANDLE BUT I CAN'T HANDLE YOU FAST ENOUGH SO IF YOU DON'T INHALE DEEP I'LL HAVE TO KNOCK YOU COLD OTHERWISE YOU'LL DIE OF LUNG CANCER WE'LL DO WE'LL DO SWEETHEART GOOD AND DEEP NO FIGHT AND SHE EMPTIED HER LUNGS HE SLAPPED IT ON SHE INHEALED GOOD AND DEEP AND WENT INTO CONVULSIVE PAROXYSMS OF COUGHING HE HELD HER IN HIS ARMS UNTIL THE WORST OF IT WAS OVER BUT SHE WAS STILL COUGHING HARD WHEN SHE PULLED HERSELF AWAY FROM HIM BUT HOW ABOUT YOU
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