<> Lingard138 Chapter 14 Lingard Estate 1972 Linen Hall Library Thursday, March 10, 2016 TIFF Lingard138 Manuscript Wrestler, Murderous English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard138 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Lingard138_1.jpg LHL Archive 130 and crossed to their table. "What's going on here?" He looked at Steve. "Don't you try to be rough with anyone in my cafe, ladboy!" He was a big, powerfully-built man; at one time he had been an amateur all-in-wrestler. Steve shrugged one shoulder but withdrew his hand. He stood up, knocking over his chair. "Come/on, Linda, let's blow. This'sde joint's just a dump*" "Come back and pick up the chair." The man's voice was quiet. Steve ambled on towards the door. Linda stood hesitantly, terrified either to go or to stay. "Come back!" The propraietor caught Steve by the shoulder. Steve stopped facing out to the street. "Now pick up that chair. You knocked it over. I like some manners round here." Steve picked up the chair. His face was scarlet. As he turned to leave the cafe he gave Sadie a backward, murderous look. Linda follwed him. "Lout!" said the proprietor."You all right, Sadie?" "Fine, fine," she assured him. She could easily have got away from Steve herself. Now he had something else chalked up against her. The proprietor accompanied her out on to the pavement to make sure thatS Steve and Linda were not about. The evening stretched ahead emptily ahead. She wished she had arranged to meet Kevin. She wondered what he would be doing. The thought of the house with Aunt May twittering away made her shudder. Text