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He
pushed
his
way
to
the
table
;
the
Deltas
stared
at
him
with
astonishment
.
"
Ford
!
"
said
the
Deputy
Sub
-
Bursar
,
below
his
breath
.
"
It
’
s
the
Savage
.
"
He
felt
scared
.
"
Listen
,
I
beg
of
you
,
"
cried
the
Savage
earnestly
.
"
Lend
me
your
ears
.
.
.
"
He
had
never
spoken
in
public
before
,
and
found
it
very
difficult
to
express
what
he
wanted
to
say
.
"
Don
’
t
take
that
horrible
stuff
.
It
’
s
poison
,
it
’
s
poison
.
"
"
I
say
,
Mr
.
Savage
,
"
said
the
Deputy
Sub
-
Bursar
,
smiling
propitiatingly
.
"
Would
you
mind
letting
me
.
.
.
"
"
Poison
to
soul
as
well
as
body
.
"
"
Yes
,
but
let
me
get
on
with
my
distribution
,
won
’
t
you
?
There
’
s
a
good
fellow
.
"
With
the
cautious
tenderness
of
one
who
strokes
a
notoriously
vicious
animal
,
he
patted
the
Savage
’
s
arm
.
"
Just
let
me
.
.
.
"
"
Never
!
"
cried
the
Savage
.
"
But
look
here
,
old
man
.
.
.
"
"
Throw
it
all
away
,
that
horrible
poison
.
"
The
words
"
Throw
it
all
away
"
pierced
through
the
enfolding
layers
of
incomprehension
to
the
quick
of
the
Delta
’
s
consciousness
.
An
angry
murmur
went
up
from
the
crowd
.
