“Harry, why have you done this?” she barked. I couldn’t make out what he was saying on the other end of the line. “Fine, but why do it to her over the phone? Why couldn’t you have come see her and do it in the flesh?” she barked again. There was more indecipherable talking on his side. Farly listened. “YEAH? WELL YOU CAN GO FUCK YOURSELF,” she shouted, hanging up and throwing the mobile onto the seat behind her.