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The　sharp…faced　woman　next　to　Hallorann　looked　up　from　her　book　and　offered　a

brief　character　analysis：　〃Ninny；〃　and　went　back　to　her　book。　She　had　downed　two

screwdrivers　during　the　flight；　but　they　seemed　not　to　have　thawed　her　at　all。

〃Its　going　to　crash！〃　the　woman　was　crying　out　shrilly。　〃Oh；　I　just　know　it

is！〃

A　stewardess　hurried　to　her　seat　and　squatted　beside　her。　Hallorann　thought　to

himself　that　only　stewardesses　and　very　young　housewives　seemed　able　to　squat

with　any　degree　of　grace；　it　was　a　rare　and　wonderful　talent。　He　thought　about

this　while　the　stewardess　talked　softly　and　soothingly　to　the　woman；　quieting

her　bit　by　bit。

Hallorann　didnt　know　about　anyone　else　on　196；　but　he　personally　was　almost

scared　enough　to　shit　peachpits。　Outside　the　window　there　was　nothing　to　be　seen

but　a　buffeting　curtain　of　white。　The　plane　rocked　sickeningly　from　side　to　side

with　gusts　that　seemed　to　e　from　everywhere。　The　engines　were　cranked　up　to

provide　partial　pensation　and　as　a　result　the　floor　was　vibrating　under　their

feet。　There　were　several　people　moaning　in　Tourist　behind　them；　one　stew　had

gone　back　with　a　handful　of　fresh　airsick　bags；　and　a　man　three　rows　in　front　of

Hallorann　had　whoopsed　into　his　National　Observer　and　had　grinned　apologetically

at　the　stewardess　who　came　to　help　him　clean　up。　〃Thats　all　right；〃　she

forted　him；　〃thats　how　I　feel　about　the　Readers　Digest。〃

Hallorann　had　flown　enough　to　be　able　to　surmise　what　had　happened。　They　had

been　flying　against　bad　headwinds　most　of　the　way；　the　weather　over　Denver　had

worsened　suddenly　and　unexpectedly；　and　now　it　was　just　a　little　late　to　divert

for　someplace　where　the　weather　was　better。　Feets　dont　fail　me　now。

（Buddy…boy；　this　is　some　fucked…up　cavalry　charge。）

The　stewardess　seemed　to　have　succeeded　in　curbing　the　worst　of　the　womans

hysterics。　She　was　snuffling　and　honking　into　a　lace　handkerchief；　but　had

ceased　broadcasting　her　opinions　about　the　flights　possible　conclusion　to　the

cabin　at　large。　The　stew　gave　her　a　final　pat　on　the　shoulder　and　stood　up　just

as　the　747　gave　its　worst　lurch　yet。　The　stewardess　stumbled　backward　and　landed

in　the　lap　of　the　man　who　had　whoopsed　into　his　paper；　exposing　a　lovely　length

of　nyloned　thigh。　The　man　blinked　and　then　patted　her　kindly　on　the　shoulder。

She　smiled　back；　but　Hallorann　thought　the　strain　was　showing。　It　had　been　one

hell　of　a　hard　flight　this　morning。

There　was　a　little　ping　as　the　No　SMOKING　light　reappeared。

〃This　is　the　captain　speaking；〃　a　soft；　slightly　southern　voice　informed　them。

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