<> Lingard170 Chapter 17 Lingard Estate 1972 Linen Hall Library Thursday, March 10, 2016 TIFF Lingard170 Manuscript Twelfth, Scrapyard English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard170 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Lingard170_1.jpg LHL Archive 162 "Whatever you think is best," said Mr Blake. "Maybe wWe could try that for a while and seeif things quieten down. Maybe people will lose interest maybe and leave us in peace." Kevin said that he would telephone Sadie someone morning while she was at Mr Blake's and they would and arrange their next meeting, but onevenings were light so long it was not possible to meet in darkness. riding home on the bus, he decided that he would not phone her. He must not see her again. For her sake. He was terrified that something might happen to her. The ’Twelfth’ was approaching, and her street would soon be consumed withby Orange fever. He called in at the scrapyard. M He would be able to go back to work the following week and was glad of that for time hung like balls of lead round his neck. He saw Mr MaloneKelly working at the far end of the yard, sorting otu parts of an old car. "Hi there, Mr Malone.Kelly!" Kevin picked his way through the junk towards him. Mr MaloneKelly looked up very briefly, then returned to his sorting. "I’ve come to teil you I’ll be fit for work on Monday." "You needn't bother." Still Mr MaloneKelly did not look up. "What?" Kevin fornwed. He and Mr MaloneKelly had always got on well, they had never exchanged a harsh word. "Do you mean you’re giving me my bookscards?" "Just that." Mr MaloneKelly wiped his a hands on a dirty rag. "But why?" "Do you need me to spell it out for you?" Text