The levels of rudeness and the complete lack of awareness of the comme il faut among the general population
never ceases to disappoint me, Mr. Dewan,” I said, shaking my head.
“Miss Oliphant,” he said, smiling in an understanding way. “How nice to see you again! You’re looking very well.”
I felt myself beaming in response. “Thank you very much, Mr. Dewan,” I said. “It’s nice to see you too. Pleasant day today, is it not?”
He nodded, still smiling, and scanned my items. When he’d done that, his smile faltered slightly.
“Will there be anything else today, Miss Oliphant?” The bottles behind him glittered in the glare of the overhead lights,
red and gold and clear. “Yes!” I said. “I’d almost forgotten.”
I leaned over to the newspaper stand and picked up a Telegraph—I was itching to get back to the crossword again.
Back home, I lit the gas fire and laid out the teacups. I wished that they matched, but I was sure Raymond wouldn’t mind.
I sliced the lemon and arranged the biscuits as alternating spokes on a wheel on my nicest plate, the one with flowers on it.
I decided to keep the savory items in reserve. No need to go crazy.
Being somewhat out of practice, I was only halfway through the crossword when the doorbell rang, a bit later than I’d been expecting.
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