Chapter Two Hundred and Three

Perfume! She had forgotten her perfume. She opened a drawer, huming a little song as she did so, and pulled out a bottle of perfume which she had hoarded carefully for just such an occasion.

This was Jeremy's favorite scent. Whenever she used it he would sniff her hair with loud exaggerated sniffs and say : "Mmmm, you smell nice"

"Oh Jeremy. Hurry up and come soon. I can't wait to see you"

She broke off her singing to look at her watch. He would be here soon. She went to the top of the stairs and listened for his footsteps. Then she rushed to the window in the sitting room to see if he were coming round the corner of the mews...

But it was too dark to see anything much. She turned restlessly back and wondered what she could do. The joint... That could go in now....