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Oh, sorry. I’m always putting my foot in it. But how cruel! It must have hurt frightfully.’
‘They can’t feel.’
‘How d’you know? Bet they can.’
She kissed her mother, whom she had not seen that day, shook hands with Rex, and rang for eggs.
‘I had one tea at Mrs Bamey’s, where I telephoned for the car, but I’m still hungry. It was a spiffing day. Jean Strickland-Venables fell in the mud. We ran from Bengers to Upper Eastrey without a check. I reckon that’s five miles, don’t you, Bridey?’
‘Three.’
‘Not as he ran...’ Between mouthfuls of scrambled egg she told us about the hunt.
‘...You should have seen Jean when she came out of the mud.’
‘Where’s Sebastian?’
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