She certainly needed to. “I suppose foxes do have to be kept down somehow,” she said out loud, feeling she ought to contribute something to the discussion. Then she jumped to her feet laughing. Desperately she snatched the bucket from him.
“I should have had him on a lead. Buchannan gave him the go-ahead on Monday evening. And my publisher has commissioned another book, so you won’t have to struggle quite so hard, darling. With the crowd making such a din, there was no way he could get Hardy to concentrate.
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