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The Dinner Party

The jazz band ripped into a hackneyed version of "Things ain't what they used to be", and the wasps ripped into the Pimms, causing several ladies to lose their illusion of effortless indefatigability, and one or two their hats.

During the commotion, John Goode made a bee-line towards Emma, as discreetly and invisibly as he did his business. "Name your price," he said, "whatever it is, I'll pay it."

She quickly hushed him, and ushered him inside, while Patsy Gallup tore past trying to retrieve an ant from her elaborate hair.

"That's not what I'm after, John, and you know it."

They looked at each other, awkwardly, as the vicar walked past, delicately selecting a vol-au-vent from the table.