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And
,
as
she
began
to
pass
out
,
she
tried
to
open
a
door
.
As
the
darkness
took
her
,
she
heard
Mr
.
Croup
’
s
voice
,
as
if
from
a
long
way
away
.
It
said
,
"
Bugger
and
blast
.
"
Jessica
and
Richard
walked
down
the
sidewalk
toward
the
restaurant
.
She
had
her
arm
through
his
,
and
was
walking
as
fast
as
her
heels
permitted
.
He
hurried
to
keep
up
.
Streetlights
and
the
fronts
of
closed
stores
illuminated
their
path
.
They
passed
a
stretch
of
tall
,
looming
buildings
,
abandoned
and
lonely
,
bounded
by
a
high
brick
wall
.
"
You
are
honestly
telling
me
you
had
to
promise
them
an
extra
fifty
pounds
for
our
table
tonight
?
You
are
an
idiot
,
Richard
,
"
said
Jessica
,
her
dark
eyes
flashing
.
"
They
had
lost
my
reservation
.
And
they
said
all
the
tables
were
booked
.
"
Their
steps
echoed
off
the
high
walls
.
"
They
’
ll
probably
have
us
sitting
by
the
kitchen
,
"
said
Jessica
.
"
Or
the
door
.
Did
you
tell
them
it
was
for
Mister
Stockton
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
replied
Richard
.
Jessica
sighed
.
She
continued
to
drag
him
along
,
as
a
door
opened
in
the
wall
,
a
little
way
ahead
of
them
.
Someone
stepped
out
and
stood
swaying
for
one
long
terrible
moment
,
and
then
collapsed
to
the
concrete
.
Richard
shivered
and
stopped
in
his
tracks
.
Jessica
tugged
him
into
motion
.
"
Now
,
when
you
’
re
talking
to
Mister
Stockton
,
you
must
make
sure
you
don
’
t
interrupt
him
.
Or
disagree
with
him
—
he
doesn
’
t
like
to
be
disagreed
with
.
When
he
makes
a
joke
,
laugh
.
If
you
’
re
in
any
doubt
as
to
whether
or
not
he
’
s
made
a
joke
,
look
at
me
.
I
’
ll
.
.
.
mm
,
tap
my
forefinger
.
"
