and give me a glove - leather , if you can find one . '' you wouldnt want to be around me when i lose . she pressed her palms to the concrete banister and breathed long and slow . i wanted my will to make them take me . she gave a long low whistle and shook her head at it . oh , here we go with that word again . if she kept it up he 'd be putty in her hands , embarrassing himself and disappointing her . there is something you must do . 