The cotton jacket and jeans were far too thin fora bitter cold morning. Helen, unable to work up any indignation at all, picked a bunch of primroses and wrapped them in a paper handkerchief dipped in a puddle. That’s what he gets a kick out of, thought Fen. Helen suggested she did something for charity.
”“You’re just jealous,” screamed Fen, ‘because he’s so attractive. ”Rupert looked alarmed. ” He put a large vodka and tonic down on the dressing table. ”“It’s not a stupid torch,” screamed Fen.
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