“Was I that bad?” He asked. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. ” Lucy looked at him balefully and whispered back, “She has plenty of food, Mike, it’s okay. ’ ‘Do not make a game with me,’ she interrupted, gripping her underlip firmly between her teeth to stop the threatening laughter. And why, after all, should she not borrow money from Ramage? It was so true what he said; middle-class people WERE ridiculously squeamish about money. ’ At that, a flush drenched her cheeks and she snatched her hand away. She had never felt so cold, she felt even colder than she had in the water. “I wish that I could forget it,” he said.
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