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They stopped. A muffled exclamation, and she came back to the bedroom, casting light into the room from the hallway. She stood in the doorway.She was wearing her ‘going out’ dress, the short black mini dress. There was a necklace and earrings. Her hair was a little untidy.“Graham?” she ventured. “When–?”“About seven.” I said.“We waited–”“We?”“Well yes, Daddy was at a meeting here and he and Desmond – you know, my tutor – took me out for dinner to celebrate the end of exams.”Daddy again.“And you told them you couldn’t go because I was coming over tonight, and you stayed in.”She now looked uncomfortable at my sarcasm. “Well, we waited until six and then–”“Connie, what time do I finish work?” I said aggressively.“Er, five thirty or six.”“How could I possibly get here by six?” I asked. It was a challenge, conveying my suspicions.“B-but you finish early.” Now her face showed worry: I was not the loving and forgiving fiancé she was used to.“On Fridays I finish early. I work late Thursday.

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