"But what of the other man?" he suddenly heard himself asking. "What have I done to him? What have I done to his world?"
"He must be a man of great courage." Lisa answered slowly. "I think—I think such a man will find a way to undo what you have done. For such a man, and for such others as he, there is always great hope."
"You will help me, Lisa."
"All of us, Douglas."
"Then that is all I shall need," he said softly.
The 'copter vanished into the mountains.
Terry and Mike came running from Doug's den, a welter of books open on the floor behind them which they had not opened.
Dot was coming from her bedroom. A pistol Doug owned had been in her hand, and she put it in its place in the open drawer from which she had taken it.
"Dot! Kids—the living-room, I'm in the living-room! Dot!"