stretched out an his bed, wearing a robe over his pyjamas, smoking a cigar, listening--but only to the phonograph. its sound covers any other noise in the house.
hitting the floor and rolling under the bed.
on his belly under the bed, facing the door, swinging a handgun in front of him.
jaw clamped on his cigar, he starts firing.
still firing.
firing.
rolling out from under the bed.
firing, the gun jumping and bucking in his hands.