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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511499" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pressure</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a kind of pressure, in the room, <br>I mean, it wasn't anything tangible but it was there<br>and he looked about him to try to spot the culprit.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A suspicious character was drinking brandy, <br>he could certainly be the one, but wait, <br>there she was, a tall red head with hawk like eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They looked at each other and then she crooked her finger, <br>"yes… you" she mouthed! "Come here, talk to me"<br>He slowly walked towards her, settling at her side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"It's cold for the time of year", he whispered.<br>"Not cold enough" was the coded reply.<br>Then she took out a yellow glove from her bag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"When are you going to introduce me? " she asked<br>"That's right, " she said, "I'm from the ministry"<br>and I want you to act as though we're old friends.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"O.K." he replied, "slip me the key first and I'll<br>take you over. The stooge is that small, <br>rather portly man in the black bow tie."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"But can he lead us to Nightingales, " she asked<br>They've killed two of our spies already.<br>At that she dropped the yellow glove on the floor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lights went out and as they fumbled in the dark<br>the pressure grew……….do you feel it? <br>Nah, its just that dodgy guy sitting next to you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">************************************* ************</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Footnote: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No spies were killed or yellow gloves <br>dropped during the making<br>of this episode. <br>However, some fumbling <br>did take place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">*********************************** ***************<br>Next episode: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dazed and sore, Montague came round, <br>feeling pressure on his head<br>which seemed to be warm and comforting.<br>It was Marjorie's soft hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Are you alright, my dear" she said, <br>looking concerned and worried.<br>Blood dripped down Montague's cheek, <br>he'd been hit on the head with a sharp object! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Where is she? " he stammered, "She still has the key"<br>"Leave her to us" said the man in the black bow tie<br>"We've got it all under control, <br>Just tell us who sent you! "</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Monty's eyes rolled back in his head.<br>The pressure was all too hard to take<br>and Marjorie's perfume had <br>triggered off his allergy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or was this a counter plot to extract the truth? <br>Did they know he was allergic to Channel no 5? <br>Too late! A sharp pain in Montague's chest<br>saw the end of him…….</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ruth+Walters">Ruth Walters</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511499" data-title="Pressure de Ruth Walters" data-description="There was a kind of pressure, in the room, I mean, it wasn't anything tangible but it was there and he looked about him to try to spot the culprit. A suspicious character was drinking brandy, he could certainly be the one, but wait, there she ..."></div> </div> </div>
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