“Is that you, Will? Grown an inch since this morning.” Charles Halloway shifted his gaze. “Jim? Eyes darker, cheeks paler; you burn yourself at both ends, Jim?” “Heck,” said Jim. “No such place as Heck. But hell’s right here under ‘A’ for Alighieri.” “Allegory’s beyond me,” said Jim. “How stupid of me,” Dad laughed. “I mean Dante. Look at this. Pictures by Mister Doré, showing all the aspects. Hell never looked better. Here’s souls sunk to their gills in slime. There’s someone upside down, wrongside out.” “Boy howdy!” Jim eyed the pages two different ways and thumbed on. “Got any dinosaur
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