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turned out to be a kind of prophecy。 〃Wetmore don't understand that he hasn't got any power over them；〃 Dean said。 〃That nothing he does can really make things worse for them； that they can only be electrocuted once。 Until he gets his head around that； he's going to be a danger to himself and to everyone else down here。〃
Percy went into my office and slammed the door behind him。
〃My； my；〃 Bill Dodge said。 〃Ain't he the swollen and badly infected testicle。〃
〃You don't know the half of it；〃 Dean said。
〃Oh； look on the bright side；〃 Bill said。 He was always telling people to look on the bright side； it got so you wanted to punch his nose every time it came out of his mouth。 〃Your trick mouse got away； at least。〃
〃Yeah； but we won't see him no more；〃 Dean said。 〃I imagine this time goddam Percy Wetmore's scared him off for good。〃
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That was logical but wrong。 The mouse was back the very next evening； which just happened to be the first of Percy Wetmore's two nights off before he slid over to the graveyard shift。
Steamboat Willy showed up around seven o'clock。 I was there to see his reappearance； so was Dean。 Harry Terwilliger； too。 Harry was on the desk。 I was technically on days； but had stuck around to spend an extra hour with The Chief； whose time was getting close by then。 Bitterbuck was stoical on the outside； in the tradition of his tribe； but I could see his fear of the end growing inside him like a poison flower。 So we talked。 You could talk to them in the daytime but it wasn't so good； with the shouts and conversation （not to mention the occasional fist…fight） ing from the exercise yard； the chonk…chonk…chonk of the stamping machines in the plate…shop； the occasional yell of a guard for someone to put down th
