OK, so what I wanted to say was that my cell phone rang in the library and the guy at the desk scolded me from across the room and I was mortified and I had no idea how to regain dignity, and so I hid under the desk, whispering to Domingos. Again, the whole war image again, shielding myself from a blitz from cranky Mr. Librarian and the jury of proper English folk shooting me terribly disapproving looks. No solidarity, just sad and sorry surprise at my uncouth cell phone behavior.