Across the blackboard the colored chalks flew like flights of variously tinted rockets as diagram after diagram flickered into being. ‘Stand where you are, or I shoot!’ Like lightning, thoughts zipped through her mind. “Of course it is, Anna. If you don’t think it would be a social outrage, perhaps I might walk with you to your railway station.
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