PART SEVEN DECEMBER 28TH IV
George said
Well, goodbye, Alfred. Goodbye, Lydia. What a terrible time we have been through. There’s
the trial coming on, too. I suppose the whole disgraceful story is bound to come out—Sugden
being—er—my father’s son. One couldn’t arrange for it to be put to him, I suppose, that it would
be better if he pleaded advanced Communist views and dislike of my father as a capitalist
something of that kind
Lydia said
My dear George, do you really imagine that a man like Sugden would tell lies to soothe our
feelings
George said
Er—perhaps not. No, I see your point. All the same, the man must be mad. Well, good-bye
again.
Magdalene said
Good-bye. Next year do let’s all go to the Riviera or somewhere for Christmas and be really
gay.
George said
Depends on the Exchange.
Magdalene said
Darling, don’t be mean.
