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Tommy nodded.
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Two months ago."
Gratuity?" hinted Tuppence.
Spent."
Oh, Tommy!"
No, old thing, not in riotous dissipation. No such luck! The cost of living--
ordinary plain, or garden living nowadays is, I assure you, if you do not know----"
"My dear child," interrupted Tuppence, "there is nothing I do NOT know about the
cost of living. Here we are at Lyons', and we will each of us pay for our own.
That's it!" And Tuppence led the way upstairs.
The place was full, and they wandered about looking for a table, catching odds
and ends of conversation as they did so.
"
And--do you know, she sat down and CRIED when I told her she couldn't have
the flat after all." "It was simply a BARGAIN, my dear! Just like the one Mabel
Lewis brought from Paris----"
"Funny scraps one does overhear," murmured Tommy. "I passed two Johnnies in
the street to-day talking about some one called Jane Finn. Did you ever hear
such a name?"
But at that moment two elderly ladies rose and collected parcels, and Tuppence
deftly ensconced herself in one of the vacant seats.
Tommy ordered tea and buns. Tuppence ordered tea and buttered toast.
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And mind the tea comes in separate teapots," she added severely.
Tommy sat down opposite her. His bared head revealed a shock of exquisitely
slicked-back red hair. His face was pleasantly ugly--nondescript, yet
unmistakably the face of a gentleman and a sportsman. His brown suit was well
cut, but perilously near the end of its tether.
They were an essentially modern-looking couple as they sat there. Tuppence had
no claim to beauty, but there was character and charm in the elfin lines of her
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