' 'Don't be silly, said Maud. ''He's going abroad tomorrow. Rupert lounged on the sofa, playing with one of Freddie's executive games, which involved clashing huge ball-bearings against each other. Then he read on: ' Marcus has made very good progress in Geography as he has only attended half the classes .
''Don't say you're working again?' said Rupert, appalled. 'You're so obsessed with your fucking franchise,' she yelled, 'you don't know anyone else exists, except when you want to fuck them. Look, 'ave a word with Alfredo and see if 'e wants to come in too, and phone me back. Wearing a crumpled cream suit, a blue striped shirt, dark glasses and with an eighth of an inch of stubble on his chin, he looked more like a rock star than one of Her Majesty's ministers.
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