Roland thought for a moment, and what came to mind was Cuthbert's favorite riddle. "All right, Blaine,"
he said, "I will. What's better than all the gods and worse than Old Man Splitfoot? Dead people eat it
always; live people who eat it die slow."
There was a long pause. Jake put his face in Oy's fur to try to get away from the stink of the roasted
Gray.
"Be careful, gunslinger." The voice was as small as a cool puff of breeze on summer's hottest day. The
voice of the machine had come from all the speakers, but this one came only from the speaker directly
overhead. "Be careful, Jake of New York. Remember that these are The Drawers. Go slow and be very
careful."
Jake looked at the gunslinger with widening eyes. Roland gave his head a small, faint shake and raised
one finger. He looked as if he was scratching the side of his nose, but that finger also lay across his lips,
and Jake had an idea Roland was actually telling him to keep his mouth shut.
"A CLEVER RIDDLE," Blaine said at last. There seemed to be real admiration in its voice. "THE
ANSWER IS NOTHING, IS IT NOT?"
That's pulled straight off of the pdf version of the book, and it matches both the paperback I have and the one that a friend of mine has as well. So incase you really had to know, there's what you missed, if anything.



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