THE FIRST THING that I had to do on Thursday morning was to go out and buy a wedding present for Sonia Capel. This was more difficult than it may sound because I hardly knew her. It was her aunt, Christine Appleyard, who was my friend and who had insisted that I must come to the wedding. I am not very fond of weddings, perhaps because my own marriage had turned out not too well. True, the ceremony then had been a brief affair in a regis- try office with no one present but Felix, my husband of the time, myself, and two friends who had come as wit- nesses. We had all provided the appropriate signatures, then the four of us had had a very good lunch together in L Etoile in Charlotte Street, then Felix and I had gone back to the home in Little Carbery Street in Bloomsbury, which we had already been occupying for some months and there had taken up life as before. Naturally there had been hardly any wedding presents and I had already begun to wonder what madness it had been that had made me agree to tying a legal noose round my neck even after I had begun to find out what kind of man Felix was. I think it was an act offaith,; that if we committed ourselves in what seemed such a fi~ way we.
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