[ To John's credit, or something like it, his comment does put a wintry little smile onto Augustine's face. Petrie continues to voice his objections. ]
Whyever not? You're still every bit as tan as ever; you're hardly going to blind someone with your pasty white legs, now, are you?
[ Willfully ignoring the events of two months ago, that left him with a fresh batch of deep-water-horror nightmares — who, Augustine? Surely that's a jest, no...? ]
I don't care if you only stay five minutes, John; you're still going.
[ There's an undercurrent, here, of: «I didn't spend days worrying about that boy staying alone in the house with you for you to blow him off as irrelevant now that you've got the rest of us.» Quite nearly missable! ]
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Whyever not? You're still every bit as tan as ever; you're hardly going to blind someone with your pasty white legs, now, are you?
[ Willfully ignoring the events of two months ago, that left him with a fresh batch of deep-water-horror nightmares — who, Augustine? Surely that's a jest, no...? ]
I don't care if you only stay five minutes, John; you're still going.
[ There's an undercurrent, here, of: «I didn't spend days worrying about that boy staying alone in the house with you for you to blow him off as irrelevant now that you've got the rest of us.» Quite nearly missable! ]