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The
heavy
scowl
faded
from
Cranly
's
face
as
MacCann
marched
briskly
towards
them
from
the
other
side
of
the
hall
.
--
Here
you
are
!
said
MacCann
cheerily
.
--
Here
I
am
!
said
Stephen
.
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--
Late
as
usual
.
Can
you
not
combine
the
progressive
tendency
with
a
respect
for
punctuality
?
--
That
question
is
out
of
order
,
said
Stephen
.
Next
business
.
His
smiling
eyes
were
fixed
on
a
silver-wrapped
tablet
of
milk
chocolate
which
peeped
out
of
the
propagandist
's
breast-pocket
.
A
little
ring
of
listeners
closed
round
to
hear
the
war
of
wits
.
A
lean
student
with
olive
skin
and
lank
black
hair
thrust
his
face
between
the
two
,
glancing
from
one
to
the
other
at
each
phrase
and
seeming
to
try
to
catch
each
flying
phrase
in
his
open
moist
mouth
.
Cranly
took
a
small
grey
handball
from
his
pocket
and
began
to
examine
it
closely
,
turning
it
over
and
over
.
--
Next
business
?
said
MacCann
.
Hom
!
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He
gave
a
loud
cough
of
laughter
,
smiled
broadly
and
tugged
twice
at
the
straw-coloured
goatee
which
hung
from
his
blunt
chin
.
--
The
next
business
is
to
sign
the
testimonial
.
--
Will
you
pay
me
anything
if
I
sign
?
asked
Stephen
.