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“Yes, yes, of course you’re quite right about everything – as usual. If it weren’t for Freddy giving me the unconscionable idea that I am in fact a human being, I might even now be married, respectable and contemplating how best to slit my wrists with a fish knife,” Betsy said tartly. “Speaking of which, whatever is dear old Daisy up to these days?”

Philip threw up his hands in furious disgust, scowling at her. “Really, Bets, you are utterly incorrigible!”

She propped her own hands on her hips, meeting her brother glare for glare. “That was the general idea, yes.”