Cecil and Angelo are performing a flawless, flanking feint.
Pip is back in all of his terrifying glory.
And Mr. Hartley is preparing his knees to grovel.
While West and Peter share an entirely too brief engagement moment, Andrew is plunged into an impromptu survive and evade struggle. One rifle against twelve hostile isn't good odds.
Augie's Gran is sharp. If she hasn't already on the track to knowing the nature of Augie and Fletcher's relationship, she'll suss it soon. I doubt it'll matter at all. I think she and Dorothea are much more than friends.
A Percy and a Nigel in the same chapter. All we needed for a trifecta was a Neville.
Lynix saved Simon and without viewing Percy's almost certain micro-genitals. Some things shouldn't be seared into the memory.