Authors: Jean Bedford
Th
e
importan
t
thin
g
wa
s
tha
t
h
e
shoul
d
neve
r
revea
l
tha
t
Dian
a
wa
s
Carl
y,
an
d
h
e
didn’
t.
I
t
surprise
d
m
e
tha
t
h
e
ha
d
enoug
h
strengt
h
lef
t
i
n
hi
s
damage
d
brai
n
t
o
mak
e
thos
e
allusion
s
t
o
wha
t
h
e
kne
w,
t
o
th
e
face
s
o
f
th
e
goddes
s,
hu
t
n
o-
on
e
too
k
the
m
seriousl
y.
The
y
seeme
d
lik
e
disjointe
d
rambling
s,
an
d
the
y
wer
e,
thoug
h
I
wa
s
worrie
d
fo
r
a
whil
e
tha
t
someon
e
migh
t
mak
e
th
e
connectio
n.
Noe
l
Bake
r,
th
e
journalis
t,
wa
s
th
e
on
e
wh
o
mad
e
m
e
mos
t
anxiou
s—
sh
e
ha
d
alread
y
puzzle
d
ou
t
s
o
muc
h,
an
d
sh
e
visite
d
Padd
y
a fe
w
time
s,
to
o.
Bu
t
she’
d
los
t
he
r
enthusias
m
fo
r
i
t
b
y
the
n,
i
t
ha
d
touche
d
he
r
to
o
closel
y.
Tes
s
tell
s
m
e
Noe
l
trie
d
fo
r
a
whil
e
t
o
rous
e
som
e
interes
t
i
n
Paddy’
s
innocenc
e,
bu
t
n
o-
on
e
wa
s
intereste
d
finall
y,
excep
t
Mic
k.
I
t
cause
d
a
n
unbeatabl
e
breac
h
betwee
n
Mic
k
an
d
hi
s
littl
e
Sharo
n
an
d
pu
t
pai
d
t
o
Noel’
s
flirtatio
n
wit
h
th
e
enem
y,
to
o
.
Tes
s
tell
s
m
e
Noe
l
ha
s
gon
e
oversea
s
hersel
f
no
w.
I
t
woul
d
b
e
amusin
g
t
o
bum
p
int
o
he
r
on
e
da
y.
O
r
perhap
s
no
t.
Tes
s
tell
s
m
e
everythin
g—
sh
e
ha
s
alway
s
tol
d
m
e
everythin
g.
Ver
y
usefu
l,
befor
e
an
d
afte
r
Paddy’
s
arres
t.I
be
g
he
r
fo
r
th
e
gossi
p
no
w,
fo
r
new
s
o
f
everyon
e
.
Sh
e
an
d
Judit
h
ar
e
stil
l
togethe
r,
bu
t
o
n
ver
y
shak
y
groun
d.
Tes
s
i
s
seein
g
a
shrin
k—
no
t
Fra
n,
Fra
n
i
s
dyin
g—
an
d
sh
e
resent
s
i
t;
Tes
s,
tha
t
i
s.I
expec
t
the
y
wil
l
sta
y
togethe
r,
peckin
g
awa
y
a
t
eac
h
othe
r
unti
l
the
y
ar
e
dessicate
d
husk
s
o
f
ol
d
wome
n
bitterl
y
stampin
g
abou
t
an
d
breedin
g
bulldog
s
.
Tes
s
write
s
t
o
m
e
tha
t
sh
e,
als
o,
doesn’
t
believ
e
i
n
Paddy’
s
guil
t,
tha
t
sh
e
can’
t
understan
d
i
t.I
writ
e
bac
k
soothingl
y,
tellin
g
he
r
sh
e
wil
l
eventuall
y
com
e
t
o
term
s
wit
h
i
t.
The
y
hav
e
neve
r
worke
d
ou
t
wh
o
Dian
a
wa
s
o
r
ho
w
th
e
fla
t
cam
e
t
o
b
e
i
n
Tess’
s
nam
e.
The
y
neve
r
wil
l.
Sh
e
feel
s
spooke
d
b
y
i
t,
sh
e
write
s,
a
s
i
f
sh
e
ha
s
a
secre
t
enem
y.
Sh
e
wa
s
neve
r
m
y
enem
y,
Tes
s,
bu
t
sh
e
wa
s
convenien
t.
Ther
e
wa
s
a
tim
e
whe
n
I
though
t
sh
e
woul
d
b
e
th
e
prim
e
scapegoa
t,
befor
e
I
me
t
Padd
y
agai
n.
A
t
firs
t
I
though
t
h
e
woul
d
b
e
a
goo
d
fallbac
k
suspec
t,
bu
t
the
n
I
sa
w
ho
w
muc
h
mor
e
suitabl
e
h
e
wa
s
fo
r
m
y
purpos
e
.
I
dresse
d
t
o
loo
k
lik
e
Tes
s
whe
n
I
rente
d
tha
t
fla
t,
althoug
h
i
t
turne
d
ou
t
no
t
t
o
b
e
necessar
y.
Bu
t
I
like
d
feelin
g
I
wa
s
Tes
s,
fo
r
tha
t
brie
f
tim
e,
wit
h
m
y
pal
e
lon
g
wi
g
an
d
whit
e
fac
e;
th
e
coo
l
whit
e
clothe
s.I
migh
t
d
o
tha
t
agai
n,
som
e
da
y
.