'Oh, yes, I see. Youmust see that. ''So,' said Betty Carlton, looking at her husband shrewdlyacross the supper table, 'you've done it, then?''I'm sorry?''Got your planning permission. He had been very cynical about the whole thing,absolutely on Charles' side, defending him, deploring thetabloids' behaviour.
Tonight, she was actually eating more than he hadexpected. ' 'Thank you. even if the golden hair had been bleachedand teased into a shape that defied gravity and the browneyes had apparently ' 'Yes, of course.
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