Minty seemed totallyunaffected by her ordeal, indeed was exceptionally cheerful. 'Look at me, Marianne. Or me forthat matter. 'Why did you do it?' said Octavia.
She came into the kitchen now, smiled at Octavia ratherweakly. She closed her eyes, swallowed hard. They advertise in the FT, that sort of thing. You must let me take you and Octavia todinner one evening soon.
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