CHAPTER 1
After a moment he reMized it wasn t the alm-m clock.
Fb， iling in the genera~ direction of the bedslae table， Chafle，~:
Ltewellyn s arm hit， in turn， the lamp (which switched on as
it fell)， the ashtray (whici~ spilled ash all over the edge of the
bed， causing him to sneeze)， an empty glass (which dropped
to the floor and shattered)， the alanx\" clock (which promptly
tx~.gau to ring)， and finally， the telephone.
He tried to turn the alaxm clock off while holding the tele-
p}~one receiver against his ear with his shoulder. The ~arra
clock would not stop ringing， so L~e shoved it under his pillow
where it continued to whir suiienly， in a graduaEy dimi~3ishing
way. Retrieving the phone from where it had siipped off hi:~
shoulder and under his ann， he found the cord was cutting off
his circ，，dation and [iad to unwind it.
All the whiie a tiny voice could be heard shouting， \"Helio?
}~eilo? Hello?\" witi: increasing iL-~patience， as if an irritable
wasp had been trapped in ~.he receiver.
\"，ttomentito/\" Charles shouted in the general direction of
his nave! as he um，eound bin:soil fiom the coils of the phone
cord. He brushed away a cigm~ette end that had become stuck
~ \"x~ his arm. As he lay down again， he st\"uck his era- on the now
silent alarm clock， which had worked its way out from under
the piDow during his stiai~，oles with the cord.
\" Oz& ~ cs?\" he sr~ar!ed， squinting at the aiarm c~ock， which
said ie siw，~)]d be sfiIl a~leep.
\"Bg~.er， h~r~~， C}xaries. \" it would be. \"tiepe ! didn t intem~4~t
anything .~;oe，，:iul.\" Sn~a~ ass.
\"Ve=，， special.\"
\"Oh. A~@dty so~Ty.， .\" Baker apologized warily.
CEmqes sivhed and relented. \"It was iust a dream.\" It usually
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