How did you like Tristan?” Ann Veronica paused the fraction of a second before her reply came. Her hormones were raging stupidly. She formed a habit which embarrassed Spurlock greatly, but at first he dared not complain. Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall. His obtuse hands punched and jabbed at her uselessly, then he throttled her neck with the last of his strength. It was a gracious gesture, she thought, as he trudged to the Beck’s humble doorstep in his stiff blue polyester uniform. If they had any idea the concerts he had seen, they would have known the quality of her playing.
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