“Rummy lot we are!” said Roddy. Like carpenter, like chips. Like a petulant child he snapped. They're gone into the next room. “Here’s something rather good,” he said, and with a start and an effort she took his place at the microscope, while he stood beside her and almost leaning over her. She admired his backside as he fetched a blue towel from his bathroom.
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