‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. The subterranean level of the Diedermayer house was fully bedecked with every luxury known to mankind. The lunches were individual affairs: sandwiches, bottled olives and jam commandeered from the Victoria. She stood 218 there, broken bottle still in hand. Wood. I can’t afford to get behind.
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