'Goodnight, Octavia. Hewas thinking about it now, when the phone rang: itwas Felix. Oh, God, thoughtOctavia, I can't stand this, I really really can't, and she feltdizzy suddenly and sick again: and then Lauren saw her,over Tom's shoulder, and smiled, waved a cream-glovedhand. But she is quite driven herself'Driven? I wouldn't have put it quite like that.
''Why?''Oh -- we had supper with -- with friends. 'You know Tom gets invitedto diem sometimes. 'No suggestion they might meet again; no furtherconversation of any kind. This one is brand new, it cost me twenty-fivepounds, I like it, all right?''Yes,' she said hastily, 'yes, all right.
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