There's a hundred pounds too
much. \"What did you think of Poltergeist, John?\" She tried
to engage him in conversation as Mark's music blared
from the van's stereo system. “I’d never have a day of peace again, John. He saw it in book-covers, on the stage. ’
Gerald sat back in his chair, thinking hard. What sort of a standard of life
yours may be I do not know, yet in your heart you know very well that every
word you have spoken to me has been a veiled insult, every time you have come
into my presence has been an outrage. He worked afternoons,
when everybody else went to sleep; he worked at night under a heat-giving light,
with insects buzzing and dropping about, with a blue haze of tobacco smoke that
tried to get out and could not.
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