'Old chum with aboutique-style investment bank phoned this morning,about a dinner he's giving. I shall throw lots of parties init, and you will always be guest of honour. He was tall, dark,patrician looking, surprisingly young -- he'd put him atabout forty-five -- with an exaggeratedly public schoolaccent, and a bombastic manner. I will get there as soon as I can.
That evening, one of Fleming Cotterill's existing clients,the owner of a small chain of garden centres, said that hehad decided most reluctantly that he was going to havedispense with their services. ' CHAPTER 8Tom had gone: to dinner at Langan's with the Carltons and the Macintoshes and Aubrey and his girlfriend. The smell of the flowers was immensely sweet andstrong; Octavia began to feel rather strange. ''We can talk about it later,' said Marianne.
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