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Youve had dinner, I gather? said Ravelston, in his rather Bloomsbury voice.
Yes, ages ago. Havent you?
Oh, yes, certainly. Oh, quite!
It was twenty past eight and Gordon had had no food since midday. Neither had Ravelston. Gordon did not know that Ravelston was hungry, but Ravelston knew that Gordon was hungry, and Gordon knew that Ravelston knew it. Nevertheless, each saw good reason for pretending not to be hungry.