Shaking his head sadly, Ganymede Gus helped Pete to his feet. “You can’t blame Sam,” he said. “Sam was mighty disappointed when the Capricorn didn’t turn up. Weren’t you, Sam?”
CapricornSam nodded, grunted something which Pete could not quite hear. There was a ringing in his ears and his jaw felt numb. He broke loose from Gus’s grip and ran for the door. He got one hand on it and threw it open, lunging out into the hallway. He didn’t make it.
Something big and muscular circled his neck, and he knew it was Sam’s arm. He was spun around savagely, and he heard the door close again. He scrambled loose, hammered with his fists at Sam’s face. The big man looked surprised. He blinked his eyes rapidly, took a step backward and shook his head. But the blows had done no harm!
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