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Her hostess joined them “Amanda, dear,” she said, “you ht, and it is You’re catching a plane?”

“To St Bart’s,” A forward in her seat in preparation for standing

“Surely there’s no plane out of Kennedy at this hour,” Wight said, consulting a gold watch froulations, don’t they?”

“Not at Teterboro,” Ah to have friends with jets” She stood up, bringing Lord Wight with her

“My dear,” he was saying, “I do hope I can see you when I’m next in New York”

“Of course, Lord Wight,” A in her little clutch purse for a card “I would be delighted to hear froht

She ood-byes, collected her coat froe apartment

Downstairs, her trusty driver, Paul, and her elderly Cadillac aiting Amanda slipped into the back seat, and in a“The Trent, Paul,” she said

“Yes, ma’am,” Paul replied

It was Ah no one knew it; she was in spectacular shape, her firraym Amanda allowed no other person to see her perspire She placed two fingers on her carotid artery and glanced at her watch Her resting pulse was norht, it was seventy

Areat care in how she presented herself to her world Although of a deeply sensual nature, she was known as so of an ice queen, and she was quite happy to keep it that way Her sexual alliances were few, but athletically maintained, with men ere alealthy, off her beaten track, very discreet, and usually younger than she Tonight and for the weekend, she would see her very favorite, a real estate developer from Atlanta named Henry Bell, who ht or nine months Perfect for Amanda