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Just for a moment she forgot that she didn’t like him overmuch. “Oh, but I would.” Then continued sharply, “Why do you ask?”

She was annoyed when he didn’t answer. Instead he observed in a silky voice that annoyed her very much, “You would find it very tame after London.”

Judith said sharply, “No, I wouldn’t. And now if you’ll let go of my arm, I should like to go.” She added stiffly, “I shan’t see you again, Professor Cresswell. I hope your book will be a success. It’s been nice meeting you.” She uttered the lie so unconvincingly that he laughed out loud.

“Of course the book will be a success—my books always are. And meeting you hasn’t been nice at all, Judith Golightly.”

She patted the dogs’ heads swiftly and went down the path without another word. She would have liked to have run, but that would have looked like retreat. She wasn’t doing that, she told herself stoutly. She was getting away as quickly as possible from someone she couldn’t stand the sight of.