. But his daughter might well have a claim. She withdrew her mouth and patted his penis dry with the bottom of his shirttails. She gazed with a quiet detachment toward the window and the Oxford Street traffic, and in her heart she was busy kicking this man to death. She went to the table under the end window at which she had been accustomed to work, and found it swept and garnished with full bottles of re-agents. Edward Bribble stood between them with an open book. She ran down alleyways and between buildings, faster than an Olympian, until she could hear his voice no more. Jack was so harrassed that he felt half inclined to stand at bay.
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