They arrived at half-past one. “Look at him,” said Sarah in ecstasy. ”“Shouldn’t think so,” said Fen gloomily. ”Nanny was not at all upset; she didn’t even come to the door.
I don’t know what the hell’s the matter with him. I hate crumpled shirts so I figured I better learn to iron. To buck Tory up, Dino and Fen tried to persuade her to go to Wembley. He rang repeatedly, complaining about Jake refusing to take Revenge to Aachen and poor Tory, who had to field the calls, received a torrent of abuse.
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