I'm going away for afew days. But I'mtrusting you not to say anything. In the end she couldn'tbear it any longer. I enjoyedit.
'Michael Carlton phoned Fleming Cotterill later thatafternoon; Tom was in a meeting, his secretary said, and shedidn't think--'I don't want you to think,' said Carlton, 'I want you toput me through. No, I want to stay a bit longer at least. 'That's okay. 'Cheers, Aubrey.
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