Harv didn't bother with the nunchuks. He bolted across the room and 
dropped the Primer, freeing his good hand to fling the front door open. Nell, 
who had been frozen in a nearby corner for some time, shot toward the door like 
a bolt finally loosed from a crossbow, snatching up the Primer as she ran past 
it. They ran into the hallway with Burt only a few paces behind.