Chapter Ten
Rafferty, having drunk little the previous evening, felt very virtuous the next morning. And as they went in for the continental breakfast that he privately thought was a complete waste of time, he told Llewellyn what he felt the day would most usefully be spent doing.
As expected, Llewellyn didn’t look overjoyed at the prospect of going on what was a glorified pub crawl.
‘You don’t even know if you’ll find this woman again.’ he pointed out sharply.
‘Well, then I’ll find another one.’ He noticed Llewellyn’s drawing back at this. Exasperated, he said, ‘Nothing like that—what do you think I am? Just to chat to.’
‘I would have thought some of these women would expect rather more. They looked—’
‘Cheap?’ Rafferty said the word, as he didn’t think Llewellyn would manage it. ‘We
