F. The lunches were individual affairs: sandwiches, bottled olives and jam commandeered from the Victoria. She was wearing a becoming tea-gown, and it was quite certain that Sir John would not be home for several hours at least. Jonathan had not deceived him. Nobody could possibly find him now. Ah, Thierry and Poussaint, if my memory serves me.
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