At the sound of the peculiarly flat, expressionless voice in his ear, he felt as if the very marrow in his bones had turned to ice.
″Drop the idea,″ the voice said. ″We advise you to, for your own sake.″ ″Who's speaking?″ Guido demanded.
″You know very well,″ the voice replied. ″We've no need to introduce ourselves.
You haven't had the pleasure of making our acquaintance, but we've owned you body and soul for a long time now.
Don't pretend you didn't know.″ ″What do you want?″ ″This latest scheme of yours doesn't appeal to us.
Be a good boy and drop it, will you?″ Guido took his courage in both hands. ″No,″ he said, ″I won't.
I'm not poor little Guido any longer, I'm a celebrity. Try taking me on and see how far you get!″
The voice gave such a gray, mirthless laugh that Guido's teeth began to chatter.
″You're a nobody,″ it said, ″- a rubber doll. We've blown you up, but give us any trouble and we'll let the air out.
Do you seriously think you owe what you are today to yourself and your own unremarkable talents?″
″Yes,″ Guido said hoarsely, ″that's just what I do think.″
″Poor old Guido,″ said the voice,you're still as much of a dreamer as you ever were.
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