It is not you who runs the risk of going dinnerless to-morrow. We are the species, and maternity is our game; that’s all right, but nobody wants that admitted for fear we should all catch fire, and set about fulfilling the purpose of our beings without waiting for further explanations. ‘We mean you no harm,’ he said reassuringly. His gangling body was clothed in rusty twill trousers and a long black seersucker coat, buttoned to the throat, around which ran a collar which would have marked him the world over as a man of the Word. He, however, made no remark at the time, but instantly prepared to set out. She gathered her black purse, a pointless thing made of cardboard covered in sateen and bejeweled with an assortment of rhinestones. Some automaton within her produced in a quite unfamiliar voice the remark, “They’re playing football. Then he looked across at Mrs Sindlesham. “I haven’t seen the new Patience, dear,” she said. Somebody may be on the watch—perhaps, that old ginger-hackled Jew. ‘I find you excessively rude, both of you,’ said the lady crossly. ‘Poor things.
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