No wonder she never gets anywhere with a name like Bertha, Sally said, while having coffee afterwards with two of the other night-coursers. It goes with her outfits, though. ( Bertha sports the macrame look, with health-food sandals and hand-weave skirts that don't do a thing for her square figure, …)

A big round grey rock, like the upper half of an egg, poked out of the water about a mile from the stony headland.

He remembers something Pete Huntley said at lunch, just a remark in passing, and the answer comes to him.

If the afternoon was fine they strolled together in the park, very slowly, and with pauses to draw breath wherever the ground sloped upward. The slightest effort made the patient cough.