Digital Manuscript ProjectMalone meurt / Malone Dies

[2631] Surrounded by his little flock which after nearly two hours
of efforts he had succeeded in assembling, single-handed, Pat
having refused to help him, Lemuel sttod on the terrace waiting
for Lady Pedal to arrive.
[2633] Cords tethered by the ankles the
thin one to the youth, the Saxon to the giant, and Lemuel held
Macmann by the arm.
[2634] Of the five it was Macmann, furious at having
been shut up in his cell all morning and at a loss to understand
what was wanted of him, whose resistance had been the most lively.
[2635] He had notably refused to stir a step without his hat, with such
fierce determination that Lemuel had finally consented to his
keeping it on, provided it was hidden by the hood.
[2636] In spite of
this Mavcmann continued peevish and agitated, trying to free his
arm and saying over and over again, Let me go! Let me go!
[2638] The
youth, tormented by the sun, was grabbing feebly at the thin one's
umbrella, saying, Pasol! Pasol!
[2639] The thin one retaliated with pet-
ulant taps on his hands and arms.
[2640] Naught. Naughty! he cried.
[2641] Help!
[2642] The
giant had thrown his arms round the Saxon's neck and hung there, hi
his legs limp.
[2643] The Saxon, tottering, too proud to collapse, demand-
ed to be enlightened in tones without anger.
[2644] Who is this shite any
how, he said, any of you poor buggers happen to know?
[2645] The direct-
or, or his delegate, also present, said dreamily from time to
time, Now, now, please.
[2646] They were alone on the great terrace.
[2647] Can
it be she fears
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