The Chinese man gathered himself together into a black seed, rose into the 
air, spun around, and unfolded like a blooming flower. One of his feet struck 
Burt on the point of his chin and seemed to accelerate all the way through 
Burt's head. Burt's body fell back to the pavement like a few gallons of water 
sloshed out of a bucket. The Chinese man
became very still, settled his breathing, adjusted his skullcap and the sash on 
his robe. Then he turned his back to Nell and Harv and walked away down the 
middle of the street.