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The waiter deftly removed the plate without co as a writer?”

“It’s tough,” admitted Harry, “not least because there are so many excellent authors out there However—”

“Still, you married a rich woman, so it really doesn’t matter all that much, does it?”

This silenced Harry, but not E we have in common, Priscilla”

“I agree,” said Priscilla, not ht up to believe it’s the natural order of things for a ht the other way around” She took a sip of wine, and Emma was about to respond when she added with a warm smile, “I think you’ll find the wine is corked”

“I thought it was excellent,” said Bob

“Dear Robert still doesn’t know the difference between a claret and a burgundy Whenever we throw a dinner party, it’s always left toto the sommelier “We’ll need another bottle of the Merlot”

“Yes of course, madam”

“I don’t suppose you get to the north of England much,” said Bob

“Not that often,” said Ehlands”

“Mine too,” said Priscilla “I was born a Campbell”

“I think you’ll find that’s the Lowlands,” said Emma, as Harry kicked her under the table

“I’ht, as always,” said Priscilla “So I know you won’tyou a personal question” Bob put down his knife and fork and looked anxiously across at his wife “What really happened on the first night of the voyage? Because I know the Home Fleet was nowhere to be seen”

“How can you possibly know that, when you were fast asleep at the time?” said Bob

“So what do you think happened, Priscilla?” asked E to a tactic her brother often used when he didn’t want to answer a question