''Mrs Fleming, he arrived and so they have all gonetogether. Too many lunches?Too few grateful clients? Bad traffic on the M4?'The treacherous tears stung at Octavia's eyes again; sheblinked furiously, stirred some sugar into her tea. Finally the door opened, and he looked in, saw her; hewas clearly exhausted. She hadn't been to many parties.
Not there, not on the bedside table. 'Anyone wouldhave done the same. And does he want to come in, have ameeting here? He'd better, I think. And there was a lot of traffic, of course, goingin the other direction, making for Brands Hatch.
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