“What you are is blind if you can’t see that something very terrible and very out of the ordinary is going on here.”
“Sir, what’s your name?” Ralph asked the gray-haired man.
“Marinville. Johnny Marinville. I’m a—”
“What you are is blind if you can’t see that something very terrible and very out of the ordinary is going on here.”
“I didn’t say it wasn’t terrible, and I certainly didn’t say it was ordinary,” the gray-haired man replied. He went on, but then the voice came again, the outside voice, and David lost track of their conversation.
