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192 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 1980
'You are twenty-seven, Kate, and I am more than ten years older than you. Have we not reached an age where the first fine rapture of love is a little unlikely? It seems to me that a liking for the same things and a mutual regard for each other is more likely to make for a happy marriage. … And I’m sure you will agree with me that we should take our time in getting to know each other so that we may make sure of our feelings before we assume a deeper relationship. I have no wish to rush you into anything.’
‘I don’t know why…that is, I expect if you’d known Beyke wasn’t married any more you wouldn’t have married me. You told me that you wanted a wife—well, a companion really, and I thought that you were lonely and—and just wanted—well, a companion, like I said, but of course you wanted to forget Beyke, and then she turned up and you could have married her after all.’ She added in a very small voice indeed: ‘I don’t know if you want a divorce.’
Raf didn’t answer; he was driving very fast now, tearing down the road, passing everything ahead of him. Presently Katrina said admonishingly: ‘You’re not frightening me, going fast.’
His harsh laugh made her jump ‘Frightened? Which of us is supposed to be frightened?’
Which left her wondering what he had to be frightened about.

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