“I propose,” Sir John said, “that we pay for our dinner—which we haven’t had— tip the garçon a sovereign, and take a cab to the Ritz. I suppose because it IS the chief thing in life. “How gratified she must have been! If only I had known I would have made an effort to get home in time for dinner. He turned, expecting to see his wife. But that, and that sort of thing, is just a day-dream. She could smell the sweet girl child he had buried in the garage in autumn, 1 even under the frozen ground. He's nice.
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