Thinking of my mum. AndI expect it was easier to pretend she was dead than to have to acceptthat she wasn't perfect. Give thebloody git a thousand or two and he'll disappear. I do not know whatto say, she sighed.
I hope it's not your mum? because that was indeedthe most rational emergency: his mother's death, although Don't worry, he said. I just didn't wait long enough to find that out. New Scotland Yard.
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