by the time he realized that it was n't his officer , he had been dealt a blow hard enough to cause him to lose consciousness . he was on her tail now . while bad , it was nothing compared to his . i mean , it was a fifty-fifty chance . '' my wife , i might add , is a saint . he was caught under a tree that was hit by lightning . the white bean was tiny , that beautiful bean shape , a sort of echo of the human body in its curves . 