The Mammoth Book Of Frankenstein (Mammoth Books) - Plot & Excerpts
It’s alive!” There was a sudden burst of laughter from the other end of the dining room. Joyce shrank inwardly. The guests round the long table wore blank faces. Only Robert and his friend John at the head were laughing inanely. “For God’s sake, Robert,” said Joyce irritably. “Can’t you leave it alone for even a few hours?” The nearest guests looked startled at the vehemence of her tone and John and Robert resembled figures congealed in a photo-flash picture. Joyce forced a smile, aware that she had made a social gaffe. John’s wife was setting next to her and she turned toward Isabel. “I’m sorry about that, but this film collecting business is getting on my nerves.” The guests relaxed then, exchanging knowing smiles among themselves and Joyce was inwardly gratified to see that both John and Robert wore chastened looks. Isabel nodded, fixing her husband with a warning glance. “Don’t I know it, dear. John and I have no conversation at all nowadays unless it’s about films.”
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