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'Lewis? Oi! LEWIS!! Wake up!!'
'What?'
'Bus leaves in two hours!'
‘Okay! Okay!’
Robert suddenly turned round. ‘You stillhaven’t said what made you change your mind.’
Martin gave him a look. ‘Let’s just go shall we?’
He had been right. It was, indeed, boring! He suddenly saw Mrs Knight and slowly sidled up next to her.
'Enjoying it Miss?'
'Are you? That's the most important thing.'
'Not really.'
She laughed. ‘Oh come on, it has to be better than being stuck indoors doing lessons.'
'Marginally I suppose, but then again, so is watching paint dry!'
This was greeted by laughter. 'You're far too cynical for your age.'
'You show me a right way to behave Miss and I'll happily concede!' Another cheer went up and he clapped sarcastically. 'Oh well done! He got the ball in the net - hooray!'
She laughed a little more. 'It won't be long.'
'How do you know?'
'My nephew is a football fanatic, he's forever keeping me up to date, whether I want to hear it or not.'
Martin grinned. 'How old is he? Your nephew?'
'Twelve.'
'Right.'
'I know! I know!'
'I suppose he's going to play for a major team.'
'Well you've got to have-'
'Goals?'
She turned to him and grinned. 'Very amusing. Many a true word spoken in jest though.'