'Of course I'm not. 'Slightly less steady then; a few more crisps might help. 'I can't go up there,' she said, 'I really can't. Maybe if--'So would that be a possibility, Mrs Fleming?' MargaretPiper's voice pushed into her consciousness.
Andit was true, of course, Octavia was somewhere in the wildsof the countryside, with this car racing day. 'He wanted to know what I thought aboutit. Very close. Imust keep telling myself that.
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