and finally , dead ahead at the end of the road , another house . the innocent voice of a child sank into the fountain of death . `` oh , i do n't know , that 's an awful lot of- '' `` we accept . '' he shifted his weight and decided right then-if there were any way to experience her again before he left for sand city , he 'd find it . there was a good chance she would lie . should be something left to drink somewhere . 