apparently , the younger generation doesn't read newspapers and the adviertisers have spotted this , buit roger is capable of dealing ...." gisela checked herself and pointed out of the car window ." did you see those shoes ?"
i pictured the scene . nathan and roger in shirtsleeves at the gleaming boardroom table , mineral water , crystal glasses . biscuits , and aa plate of fruit - untouched exotic stuff like pawpaw or star fruit , the chef's fantasy , which no red - blooded male woukld dream of eating .
gisela said dreamily ," roger gives me a nice life , you know . and he's promised me a merry widowhood . don't look shocked . minty . roger and i have discussed it many times ."
the car slid along picccadilly and turned left into one of the smaller streets off bond street and stooped in front odf a gallery with a bowl window and discreet gold lettering that read SHIPLEY FINE ART .
gisela thanked the driver , instructed him to return in a couple of hours , and swung gracefull out of the car . she was wrapped in a leather jacket , so supple it was like silk , so well cut thatnot one wrinkle marred the line across the shoulders " come ."
the gallery was a rectangular room , painted cream with antique stained floorboards ./ at one end there was a desk with a flower arrangement in pink and white and a couple of spindly chairs . there was no evidence to suggest that money changed hands . no paperwork , only a stack of catalogs .
two men stood by by a large painting at the end of the room it depicted three boxes of differing sizes suspended in a night sky dotted with stars and planets . the boxes looked as though.
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