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"
But
—
"
Josella
began
.
"
Hurry
!
"
I
said
shortly
.
I
blew
a
final
blast
on
the
horn
and
slipped
out
after
her
,
leaving
the
engine
running
.
We
were
not
many
seconds
too
soon
.
A
man
found
the
handle
of
the
rear
door
.
lie
pulled
it
open
and
pawed
inside
.
We
were
all
but
pushed
over
by
the
pressure
of
others
making
for
the
car
.
There
was
a
shout
of
anger
when
somebody
opened
the
front
door
and
found
the
seats
there
empty
too
.
By
that
time
we
ourselves
had
safely
become
members
of
the
crowd
.
Somebody
grabbed
the
man
who
had
opened
the
rear
door
,
under
the
impression
that
it
was
he
who
had
just
got
out
.
Around
that
the
confusion
began
to
thrive
.
I
took
a
firm
grip
of
Josella
’
s
hand
,
and
we
started
to
worm
our
way
along
as
unobviously
as
possible
.
Clear
of
the
crowd
at
last
,
we
kept
on
foot
for
a
while
,
looking
out
for
a
suitable
car
.
After
a
mile
or
so
we
found
it
—
a
station
wagon
,
likely
to
be
more
useful
than
an
ordinary
body
for
the
plan
that
was
beginning
to
form
vaguely
in
my
mind
.
In
Clerkenwell
they
had
been
accustomed
for
two
or
three
centuries
to
make
fine
,
precise
instruments
.
The
small
factory
I
had
dealt
with
professionally
at
times
had
adapted
the
old
skill
to
new
needs
.
I
found
it
with
little
difficulty
,
nor
was
it
hard
to
break
in
.
‘
When
we
set
off
again
,
there
was
a
comforting
sense
of
support
to
be
derived
from
several
excellent
triffid
guns
,
some
thousands
of
little
steel
boomerangs
for
them
,
and
some
wire
-
mesh
helmets
that
we
bad
loaded
into
the
back
.
"
And
now
—
clothes
?
"
suggested
Josella
as
we
started
.
"
Provisional
plan
,
open
to
criticism
and
correction
,
"
I
told
her
.
"
First
,
what
you
might
call
a
pied
-
A
-
verre
;
i
.
e
.
,
some
-
where
to
pull
ourselves
together
and
discuss
things
.
"
"
Not
another
bar
,
"
she
protested
.
"
I
’
ve
had
quite
enough
of
bars
for
one
day
.
"
"
Improbable
though
my
friends
might
think
it
—
with
everything
free
—
so
have
I
,
"
I
agreed
.
"
What
I
was
thinking
of
was
an
empty
apartment
.
That
shouldn
’
t
be
difficult
to
find
.
We
could
ease
up
there
awhile
,
and
settle
the
rough
plan
of
campaign
.
Also
,
it
would
be
convenient
for
spending
the
night
—
or
,
if
you
find
that
the
trammels
of
convention
still
defy
the
peculiar
circumstances
,
well
,
maybe
we
could
make
it
two
apartments
.
"
