The cultivated indifference, which was part of the armour of his little world fell away from him. He stood away from her. ‘Point it at me. It made her laugh, which in turn made him laugh. He daren't quarrel with me: and if he does, let him look to himself. He saw her eyes pass him and settle on a fleetingly pretty strawberry blond girl and her effeminate father. . He glanced at Miss Klegg again, and spoke quickly and furtively, with eager eyes on Ann Veronica’s face. Ramage seemed always fencing about the forbidden topic, probing for openings, and she wondered why she did not give him them.
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