’Well，saidCyril，whowassubjecttopassingfitsofjustice，’webegan，youknow。Atleastyoudid。’Cyril’sjusticewasalwaysuncompromising。
’I’mnotgoingtosayI’msorryifyoumeanthat，’saidRobert，andthechair—legcrackedtothekickhegaveashesaidit。
’Oh，dolet’s，’saidAnthea，’we’rethreetoone，andMotherdoessohateitifwerow。Comeon。I’llsayI’msorryfirst，thoughIdidn’tsayanything，hardly。’
’Allright，let’sgetitover，’saidCyril，openingthedoor。’Hi——you——Pussy！’
Farawayupthestairsavoicecouldbeheardsingingbrokenly，butstilldefiantly——