Fen was only an inch or two smaller than he was. “Darling, how are you?” Then her eyes lit on the gold dress. ”Molly Maxwell insisted on taking Fen with them, as otherwise she would have had to go back to the Colonel’s house on the way home and spend an hour in bed with him. “One thing I don’t want is a PR man.
”“Dino was also very fond of me,” said Helen, her face suddenly sulky. “Wouldn’t want an attractive young lady to come to any harm. “You’re in television?”“No, I’m in shorts,” snapped Rupert. Then he picked her up and hit her again, so that she collapsed sobbing across the glass table, spilling Rupert’s whisky over the white sofa.
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