“Please play something for us,” Carol asked, her eyes aglow. Wood could not avoid making a slight shuffling sound. Stanley regarded him through his glasses with something approaching animosity. The air might be cool, but half an hour without head-gear was an invitation to sunstroke. \"So John, are you two lovebirds going to the Junior Prom or what?\" He paused, smirking. He could scarcely blame her. The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her. It was Annabel who caught at the paper.
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