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’ She advanced towards him. The lunches were individual affairs: sandwiches, bottled olives and jam commandeered from the Victoria. ‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully. I must go and dress at once. I’ve got too much work. Then fury claimed her and she could no longer pretend. Lord, I am sixty.
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