'I felt I owed it to you,' she said quickly, feeling thewretched easy flush rising from her neck. ''Tom? Oh, really. Somehow, Tom won through, the darkest hour aconfrontation when Felix questioned Tom's ability tosupport her, to make his way in the world. What was it?Tom had a very large whisky and then made two phonecalls.
''We can talk about it later,' said Marianne. It's fine. ''And why on earth should your husband have a view onme? What does he actually do, this husband of yours?''Oh, he's in -- in marketing. 'Octavia,' he said, very slowly, and she realised he hadseen it, and was homed at herself, at her foolishness.
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