Chapter 60

“That’s right,” said Berry. “Be rude. Be offensive. Just because you’ve no sense of the dramatic——” “Hush,” said Daphne. “If Boy——” “I won’t hush,” said her husband. “There was a tacit understanding that, if I consented to oblige that long-nosed fabulist . . .” Here Falcon came in with the drinks, and the apodosis was lost. As the butler withdrew, Adèle came behind my chair and put her arms round my neck. “Don’t leave me on the rack,” she said gently. “Remember, I’m madly in love. If Jonah were to die . . .” I look…