''Gabriel, this is on me. She had once when she was only about ten, forgone avery special treat for him, a birthday outing with friends tothe ballet at Covent Garden. 'Darling, whatever's the matter?''It's Mummy,' she said, her voice shaky, raw with grief,totally devoid of its lovely musical huskiness. ''And what about Minty?''Oh, yes, she's going.
Probably ashe intended. And - what? No, she couldn't remember. Not overthe phone. She wondered if Minty was inside.
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