She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. “I want a vote for myself,” she said. “Nobody understands them, of course, but we all look as though we did. Lucy was filled with happiness, it was her third Christmas at the Becks. ‘I did not send you a card because in the normal way of things you rarely attend such affairs. ‘Certainly I have them with me. Waving a white flag, naturally.
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