“They’ve a flat in a mews off Mount Street. I should think it’s being stormed now. They were both very popular, you know. If Mrs. Lambert stands out, she’ll be ostracized.” Sir John sat back in his chair. “Have you got the address?” he said. “I don’t mind being ostracized, but I’m damned if I’ll follow her lead.” He called on his daughter-in-law on the following day. The latter and Lady Sue Fustian were laying linoleum in the bathroom and doing it very well. Nadège led him into the kitchen politely enough. “Thank y…
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