The longing to talk to someone! But in the end she had gone to her room without giving in to the craving. ‘Pen and paper, do you have them?’ ‘Danged if I have,’ came the truculent response. ’ Gerald frowned in an effort of memory, and then laughed as he recalled one of the lies she had invented for his benefit. They unloaded Michelle’s sleeping parents who had been propped up in the back seat, necks craned against each other. Already he was dramatizing Ruth, involving her, now in some pearl thieving adventure, now in some impossible tale of a white goddess. ’” “Yes?” “I think—yes, I went on in a pleasing blend of the casual and sotto voce, ‘The fact of it is, sir, I happen to be your son-in-law, Capes. Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall. ’ ‘You speak it very well,’ Gerald said encouragingly.
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