And she seemed always to keep one eye on Ann Veronica’s dress. It was at the top of the building, and looked clear over a clustering mass of inferior buildings toward Regent’s Park. “Maybe I should have stayed home. Ann Veronica thought it was a spontaneous release of energy expressive of wellbeing, but Ramage thought that by dancing, men, and such birds and animals as dance, come to feel and think of their bodies. It was a gracious gesture, she thought, as he trudged to the Beck’s humble doorstep in his stiff blue polyester uniform. He talked at the blackboard in a pleasant, very slightly lisping voice with a curious spontaneity, and was sometimes very clumsy in his exposition, and sometimes very vivid.
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