finally , too tired to open any more blank doors , she took a shower and got ready for bed . then he shouts , in mischievous terror and unhappy glee : man , are you putting dope into your cornflakes ? he stared at me as he said these last words . he had to know , he had to- chance 's eyes opened . the bear , following at a safe distance , and looking nothing like a bear in a light brown overcoat and three-piece suit , saw to that . the mare licked and pushed , drying it off . 