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I don't make some money soon we may have to go and live in a flat near Battersea Park. You don't want to have to go and do that, do you?"
"It isn't a question," she said, "of what I want to have to go and do; it's a question of what I want you to come and do and that's take me to Ranlingham. But, of course, if you prefer your old work!"
"I don't prefer it, Chloë. You know that. You know there's nothing I like so much as to go around with you. But when it comes to keeping the wolf from the door, a man's pleasure has to give way to his duty. And remember, it's for you I'm doing it. You'll have the spending of this money I'm going to make. It's not as if I was doing it for anyone else, now, is it?"
"I see," she said coldly, "that your
