” “I like the mystical way better,” said Ann Veronica, and thought. I’ll drive you home once my buzz goes away. He shut his eyes and groped for the wall to steady himself, wondering if this bit of mummery would get over. Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. The pole-chair caravan resumed its journey. I suppose an intelligent person OUGHT to be interested in political affairs. But she had not reckoned with the etiquette of Canongate. So long. A true nun. Lucy could sense her mental resolution to nip Michelle’s burgeoning obsession with the occult in the bud. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face.
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