Harriet went out and raged distractedly about the New Quad till she heard him ring—for the gates were now shut—and only a last lingering vestige of self-restraint prevented her from rushing at him and pouring out her indignation in the presence of Padgett. But she waited for him in the middle of the quad.
‘Peter—oh, Peter!’
‘Well,’ said he, ‘this is rather encouraging. I was afraid we might have choked off these demonstrations for good and all.’
‘But my chessmen! I could kill her for that.’
‘My dear, it’s sickening that it should be your chessmen. But don’t let’s lose all sense of proportion. It might have been you.’
‘I wish it had been. I could have hit back.’
‘Termagant. Let’s go and look at the damage.’
‘It’s horrible, Peter. It’s like a m******e. It’s—it’s rather frightening, so
