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usual an approved delights. He wasn’t even certain what they were. Some sketches outside one pink-lit, inviting doorway left him even more mystified but incredible anxious to learn.
He turned around and around in pleased astonishment. This place! Only ten minutes walk or fifteen minutes * lurch from the University! And he’d never known it was there! All these people! All this noise. All this life!
Several the sound of someone hurrying away down an alley.
Windle’s face fell.
Life, obviously, was only for the living. Perhaps this back-to-your-body business had been a mistake after all. He’d been a fool to think otherwise. He turned and, hardly bothering to keep his own heart beating, went back to the University.
Windle trudged across the quad to the Great Hallpeople of various shapes and species jostle him. One or two started to say something, shut their mouths quickly, and hurried off. They were thinking . . . his eyes! Like gimlets!And then a voice from the shadows said: ‘Hallo, bigboy. You want a nice time?’ l i.e., everywhere outside the Shades.‘Oh, yes!’ said Windle Poons, lost in wonder.’Oh, yes! Yes!’He turned around.‘Bloody hell!’ There was