“Good-bye, John,” she said simply. . The contest, however, though desperate, was brief. She taught him how to sail a proa, how to hack open a milk-coconut, how to relish bamboo sprouts. She had called the police on them anonymously. For all you might know, I might have someone watching you. Could you come to tea at my rooms one afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and a box at the theatre. “Can we watch television?” She asked. You will be—my wife.
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