Not really. Someone was giving orders through a bullhorn. They were going hot. It was ridiculous to think of what they were hearing as 'passing gas' or 'breaking wind' — those were airy phrases, light as meringue.
' 'What if—' WHUP! WHUP! WHUP! And from behind the door there came more of those wrenching, liquid sounds, followed by another cry from McCarthy. Less glare. and I've lost my goddam keys! My goddam car keys!' She opens her purse and rummages in it. 278 THE ESSENTIAL ELLISON Talbot’s attention was divided between the doorway and what Victor had said.
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