He wanted to cut the grass. The first day he was gone I went to cut the grass. The house looked empty. I thought maybe Mary had gone with him. Then as... I finished she appeared. Acting like nothing had happened, she invited me over to have a glass of wine, she always had the best wine. I tried to act normal but I was unsure of what our relationship was now. Then Mary finally said that she had been thinking about things, about what I said. Then she told me that she would like that, she would like. The Marjoribanks. It was you that fixed it up, darling.’ Recollection flooded over me. Was it really tomorrow night? Just when I was getting on top of the situation, I thought, something else to cope with. About a fortnight before, George Marjoribanks, who was a big noise in the City and now managed the UK operation of a large American bank, had taken me aside at the end of a meeting and invited me for dinner at his house. George and I had been contemporary at Oxford (one of the less. Wait! What’s this? Here comes Mitzi with a woman who may be her mother and they are looking very serious. I hope we aren’t in trouble. She isn’t under age, is she? I didn’t think top ask. She looks like she is around our age, but we might be in deep trouble.Becky and Darren? Hi. I’m Mitzi’s mother, Jane, and we have a huge problem. Are these your parents?Hi. I’m Madge Smith and this is my husband, John. What can we do to help?When we went to claim our bags, there was a driver waiting for me. She sat beside me, took my hand in her hand and started speaking.We had a casual conversation for maybe half an hour. Later, she asked me whether I would like to freshen up. I wanted to, so I agreed. She guided me towards her washroom and asked me to freshen up, and in due course, she said that she will prepare a drink for us.I did accordingly. I had been preparing myself for this time with utmost care as this was going to be a great one. The moment I finished off, I came out of the.