Chapter XXVIII THE HISSING OF “ALCIDE” There was a strange and ominous murmur of voices, a shuffling of feet in the gallery, a silence, which was like the silence before a storm. She was as fair as the lily of the lotus. ‘But I’ve known that for years. That is what my mother used to call me. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. I’m glad 237 you came over. Do you want to kill us both? Stop the thing. But Jonathan was not to be deterred. The party resolved itself for Ann Veronica into a game in which she manoeuvred unostentatiously and finally unsuccessfully to avoid talking alone with this gentleman. On all hands Jack was cheered, and Jonathan hooted.
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