“It’s different for Nicholas and me,” Fenella retorted. “He knows that I am not in love with him.”
“That still doesn’t excuse you making him look a fool,” Raymond pointed out.
“Am I doing that?”
“You most certainly are. If you stay here, you must ask him to come over too, otherwise you must go to him.”
Fenella stood still.
“We can’t ask him,” she said. “There isn’t room.”
Raymond thought for a moment.
“Moo could sleep in the day nursery for once.”
Fenella turned her head away. She knew that Raymond was implying that Nicholas should share a room with her.
“It isn’t practicable,” she said and Raymond sighed.
“All right, have it your own way,” he said, “but, if it was me, I should never forgive you.”
Fenella picked up the telephone. It was some minutes before she could get through
