The two little girls stood patiently in the queue, as they´d been doing for ten minutes or more. Strictly speaking they were neither in the queue (which passed around them, meanly) nor waiting patiently (as they were simply waiting, without the luxury of patience or not). One of them (Jenny) was beginning to feel a tingling between her legs; she needed a wee, it seemed. It was very hot. Their clasped hands were slick with sweat and Jenny (again) was feeling wobbly in her legs.