Chapter 16 A SUDDEN VISITOR

As a rider reins in his stumbling horse, so did I rein in my stumbling nerves. It was now or never, I told myself. If those final touches were not given before I stirred from my tracks, they would never be given. I closed my eyes and my ears-not with my hands but by a sheer effort of will-and then, inch by inch, as though I were dragging it by the