he looked very pleased , not at all disappointed . everything in the rear of the shop is for paying customers who might be able to do something , not wandering witch-girls . he made a show of searching for words as though they were on the tip of his tongue . the nurses came right in and made her pump both sides a couple of times to relieve some of the built up pressure . with each movement , more of the devils dropped , shrieking their high-pitched squeals as they died . i knew the reasons behind his suddenly cold attitude . 