”Rupert had expected sympathy, not reproach bordering on disapproval. ”He only had time to hold her briefly before there was a second crunch on the gravel and more barking. He put me on a pony almost before I could walk. She’d just have to brazen it out.
Hanging over the stairs, she heard Rupert saying to a rather pale Podge, “Go on darling, go and get him. “Yes,” he said, his back hunched over the telephone, with a curious stillness. She bent her legs slightly. “You’d think they were building the Pyramids,” grumbled Rupert.
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