Chapter Twenty-Nine
Black and White
“Blacking out and coloring in can be easily confused.” —Explaining English Volume 1
Hilda retreated from the passageway and looked about. Did she have any batteries?
Then she saw her “something unusual” spy channel flashing.
“Old lady, black-and-white minstrel face, peering from water cooler.”
What the son of sperm? “Show me a picture,” snapped Hilda.
“Picture prevented—spy lock-down.”
“Black-and-white minstrel,” muttered Hilda. It sounded familiar. Who would black their face to peer? No spy . . .
Then it hit her. Verruca? Pickling Verruca—she just couldn’t help herself, could she?
H2 crouched incognito style and looked about. Did she hear something, a “son of” what?
She looked at Mex; Mex shrugged.
“Spy lock-down,” muttered Verruca.
The two
