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sleep was tormented: he thrashed about the bed, and words occasionally escaped his lips: _Jahilia, Al-Lat, Hind_. In his waking moments he appeared to wish to resist sleep, but it claimed him, waves of it rolling over him and drowning him while he, almost piteously, waved a feeble arm. She was unable to guess what traumatic events might have given rise to such behaviour, and, feeling a little alarmed, telephoned her mother. Alicja arrived to inspect the sleeping Gibreel, pursed her lips, and pronounced: "He's a man possessed." She had receded more and more into a kind of Singer Brothers dybbukery, and her mysticism never failed to exasperate her pragmatic, mountain-- climbing daughter. "Use maybe a suction pump on his ear," Alicja recommended. "That's the exit these creatures prefer." Allie shepherded her mother out of the door. "Thanks a lot," she said. "I'll let you know."
On the seventh day he came wide awake, eyes popping open like a doll's, and instantly reached for her. The crudity of the approach made her laugh almost
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