The place pulsed with music too loud to converse above. ‘We mean you no harm,’ he said reassuringly. Could you come to tea at my rooms one afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and a box at the theatre. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. Her eyes were insane with rage, crusted with yellow and green, only beginning to heal from her long sojourn underground.
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