She came forward—rolling her eyes.
“Come closer.”
She came.
“Lean down!” She leaned down, but already the saliva began to fill her mouth.
“Are you frightened?”
“No, sah,” she lied.
He raised his hand but it fell back, feebly. “Keep your place,” he whispered, and instantly went to sleep.
He began to rattle in his throat, while Rabb crouched in the corner, holding her breasts in her folded arms and rocking softly on the balls of her feet.
The rattling kept on. Rabb began creeping toward him on hands and knees.
“Massah!”