Argylle

by Elly Conway

The world is too wonderful not to write it all down.

‘Still. He might not turn down the chance of an all-expenses-paid holiday to the States.’ ‘To Delaware?’ Coffey makes a face. ‘Perhaps not. But I will be in Manhattan next week. Perhaps that will be more to Mr Argylle’s taste.’

‘Have you forgiven them?’ Argylle is so surprised he stops in his tracks. ‘You misunderstand me. I really loved them.’ ‘That’s not what I’m asking, Argylle. Loving is easy. It’s forgiveness that’s the hard thing.’