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A couple of days have passed. Solomon lays in bed next to Clemens Ray. We are at the height of Solomon's illness. As with Robert, he is a hideous sight. There are pustules all over is body, and Clemens as well. Solomon is nearly blind with pain and suffering. His cries are pitiable, and blend with the continual wail that comes from the room.