I think you knowit, too. She hadthought the minute she looked at the girl's face -- and herfigure - that she was pretty remarkable. Oh, dear, Dickonwill be so disappointed. Whatwould you fancy?'Octavia didn't fancy anything; the thought of food madeher feel sick, but it seemed churlish to say so.
'And --nothing else?''No, nothing concrete. She needed tobe out by Sunday, 7 September. She didn't tell himeverything, merely that she was seeing a man she liked verymuch, an MP, and he was making her feel a great dealbetter. He had a few more pointshe'd like to run past him.
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