“I don’t want children, Lucy. ” Mike said, with unsubtle jealousy. He did not play golf, but took his exercise on horseback, which was also unsympathetic. The walls were pristine white and unmarked except for two sconces and a rather colorless Monet poster that had been framed in an expensive oak surround. ’ ‘Lady Bicknacre too,’ said Lucilla, a delight in her voice that grated on Melusine. She’s obsessed with him, you know, totally obsessed. And yet—you millionaires should really, I think, cultivate the art of discrimination. Hill. Maggot. He patted the hand on his sleeve. Manning leaned forward on the table, talking discursively on the probable brilliance of their married life.
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