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When the Devil Drives

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time you spend ei<strong>the</strong>r mooning round <strong>the</strong> house, or out gallivanting,when <strong>the</strong>re was a business to be run.''I'm grateful for her interest,' Joanna replied too courteously. 'As ithappens, nei<strong>the</strong>r Simon nor Philip have ever suggested I should comeback to <strong>the</strong> Craft Company on a full-time basis. I ga<strong>the</strong>red, in fact,that I was totally surplus to requirements.' She paused. 'Besides, I dohave things in my own life that I need to sort out.''Well, I can't imagine what. Simon's been like a bear with a sore headfor days, and now I have Philip nagging at me.' Fiona's face wasfretful. 'What's going on? It isn't like Simon to do something like this.''On <strong>the</strong> contrary, it's exactly like him,' Joanna said wearily. 'But if youwant me to hunt for clues, I will. Is it all right if I get changed first?''Simon shouldn't be worrying me like this with <strong>the</strong> baby so close,'Fiona complained, following her into <strong>the</strong> house. 'The doctor said Ishould avoid stress of any kind.''It's certainly a good trick if you can manage it,' Joanna agreed drily,making for <strong>the</strong> stairs. 'Why not have a nice lie-down in a darkenedroom, with a little light refreshment on <strong>the</strong> hour?'Fiona, however, was a stranger to irony. 'That's not a bad idea,' shenodded, and turned towards <strong>the</strong> drawing-room.How nice to be so self-centred, Joanna thought with a sigh, as shewent to her room. She herself was more concerned about this newturn of events than she had allowed Fiona to see. What <strong>the</strong> hell couldSimon be up to now? she asked herself broodingly.She could only pray that his mistakes and responsibilities hadn'tweighed him down to such an extent that he'd decided to do a runner.That would be <strong>the</strong> final disaster.

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