If people in the street, in the dining-hall, in the shops were not looking at him; if he were not in the room with Rita; then the screen glowed and he knew that wherever he stood, he could be seen. The slip of paper seemed like burning ice in his pocket, but he dared not take it out. Rita was sitting back in an easy-chair, with a drink by her side, listening to a Brahms concerto on a radiogram. With the note still burning in his pocket, Banister watched her. The calm beauty appalled him; she was so sure that she was right. It was a form of madness; how could it be anything else? The screen was glowing because they were being watched; it seemed to Banister that the watching was more intense since Palfrey had left, although that might be because of his own tension, his fears and burning desire to read the note. An image appeared on the screen; Klim’s. “Rita, come to the Council Chamber, will you?”
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