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           "But,Bernard,weshallbealoneallnight."

           Bernardblushedandlookedaway."Imeant,alonefortalking,"hemumbled.

           "Talking?Butwhatabout?"Walkingandtalking–thatseemedaveryoddwayofspendinganafternoon.

           Intheendshepersuadedhim,muchagainsthiswill,toflyovertoAmsterdamtoseetheSemi-Demi-FinalsoftheWomen’sHeavyweightWrestlingChampionship.

           "Inacrowd,"hegrumbled."Asusual."Heremainedobstinatelygloomythewholeafternoon;wouldn’ttalktoLenina’sfriends(ofwhomtheymetdozensintheice-creamsomabarbetweenthewrestlingbouts);andinspiteofhismiseryabsolutelyrefusedtotakethehalf-grammeraspberrysundaewhichshepresseduponhim."I’dratherbemyself,"hesaid."Myselfandnasty.Notsomebodyelse,howeverjolly."

           "Agrammeintimesavesnine,"saidLenina,producingabrighttreasureofsleep-taughtwisdom.Bernardpushedawaytheprofferedglassimpatiently.

           "Nowdon’tloseyourtemper,"shesaid."Rememberonecubiccentimetrecurestengloomysentiments."

           "Oh,forFord’ssake,bequiet!"heshouted.

           Leninashruggedhershoulders."Agrammeisalwaysbetterthanadamn,"sheconcludedwithdignity,anddrankthesundaeherself.

           OntheirwaybackacrosstheChannel,Bernardinsistedonstoppinghispropellerandhoveringonhishelicopterscrewswithinahundredfeetofthewaves.Theweatherhadtakenachangefortheworse;asouth-westerlywindhadsprungup,theskywascloudy.

           "Look,"hecommanded.