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“Lord, watching you wipe the grin off Boden’s face was the highlight of the evening” Chigwell slapped Matthew on the back “Parker-Brown scurried off into the night, his chin dragging the floor”

“I iine he has rushed home to assess his accounts,” Mrs Wilson remarked with a cackle

“You well said “Let’s play a drinking game”

Bloody hell If they consumed any more brandy, they were liable to make a mess of the floor “With a little over an hour left until I ht, I think your ti”

That was a polite way of saying ‘find soar reust swept over hi parent to the weak and perverted

“An hour?” Mullworth ive a man much time” With an open mouth, he scoured the crowd “Damn There’s no one here who takes my fancy”

Mrs Wilson nudged the slack-jawed devil “Oh, there ets the old blood boiling And don’t look at me I choose my men as I do my meat”

Chigwell chuckled “What, youof fat?”

“No, you fool” Mrs Wilson hit Chigwell’s forear, lean and tender”

Matthew feigned aentlemen in here must be forty, I’d say you’re out of luck”

“I’d say we are all out of luck” Mullworth’s eyes widened as he spotted soain, it seeuaranteed a jolly ti”

Matthew followed Mullworth’s gaze to the worass, Lucinda Pearce weaved through the crowd She joined the over her lips as she scanned Matthew from head to toe

“You know Chandler is closing the doors early tonight,” Mullworth grumbled for the umpteenth time

“Early? But he can’t” Lucinda trailed her fingers over the neckline of her bodice “The night has barely begun Is a win at the tables not cause for celebration?”

It was But he intended to commemorate the moment in private