Unit 3: Selection Vocabulary 1

The number words pounded insistently against Meg’s brain. They seemed to be boring their way into her skull.

“Splendid! Splendid! You have passed your preliminary tests with flying colors.”

But after all you are very young and very impressionable, and the younger the better, my little man.

She tried looking at the mouth, at the thin, almost colorless lips, and this was more possible, even though she had to look obliquely, so that she was not sure exactly what the face really looked like, whether it was young or old, cruel or kind, human or alien.

“Ah, but he hasn’t been acting very like a father, lately, has he? Abandoning his wife and his four little children to go gallivanting off on wild adventures of his own.”

Now I suppose that’s supposed to incriminate me!

I’m guilty of insomnia.

Let’s pick out every idiosyncrasy of every man, woman, and child on the street.

How come you’re so dense all of a sudden?

CHARLIE. [Looks around the circle of faces, his eyes frightened, his face contorted] But...but I didn’t know who he was.