” “Well, he was presumptuous,” Annabel remarked, “and he wasn’t nice about it. " "Never fear," replied Jack. He seemed to be about to move toward her. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila. She had had two days of employment-seeking now. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. The change will come to-day. She nuzzled his chest and he breathed deeply of the scent of her Finesse conditioner. For a time he heard no more, and stared with stony eyes at a Book-War proclamation in leaded type that filled half a column of the Times that day. But his lips were honourlocked.
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