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It was night, but something unaccustomed woke me up. I should have thanked that fumble-finger quack Vulff for producing a masterpiece. . There had to be something I could do to terminate this term of penal servitude. This time it was his turn to laugh. Without a doubt I was being discussed. In a single unfolding, concerted motion he left the horizontal and recumbent and stood tensely vertical against the wall. Since my main job now was waiting, I could wait just as well asleep.