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bothered him. That was only
comparative, he knew - Keogh's sight
and hearing had been excellent, by all
human standards. But they lacked the
precision, the selectivity, the clarity to
which Simon had become
accustomed. He felt as though his
senses were somehow muffled, as by a
veil.
And it was a strange thing, when he
stumbled or made an incautious
movement, to feel pain again.
UT as he began to gain control
over this complicated bulk of
bone and muscle and nerve, Simon
found himself taking joy in it. The
endless variety of sensory and tactile
impressions, the feeling of life, of
warm blood flowing, the knowing of
heat and cold and hunger were
fascinating.
Once born of flesh, he thought, and
clenched his hands together. What
have I done? What madness have I
done?
He must not think of that, nor of
himself. He must think of nothing but
the task to be done, in the name of
John Keogh who was dead.
Harker recovered from his faint.
"I'm sorry," he muttered. "It was just
that I saw him - you - rise up and
stand, it - "He did not finish. "I'm all
right, now. You don't have to worry."
Simon noticed that he kept his eyes
averted as much as possible. But there
was a dogged look about him that
said-he told the truth.
"We ought to get back as soon as
you can make it," Harker said. "We -
Keogh and I, have been gone too long
as it is."
He added, "There's just one thing.
What about Dion?"
"Dion?"
"Keogh's son."
Simon said slowly, "No need to tell
the boy. He could hot understand, and
it will only torture him."
Mercifully, he thought, the time