Turning over in his mind the shattering events that had occurred, Harry searched hopelessly for an answer as he trudged back to his lodgings. One thing was abundantly clear. After the latest fiasco, he hadn’t got a hope in hell of getting Sheila to forget what had happened – particularly so soon after being let down by her former boyfriend. Plunged in gloom, he paused before entering, debating what was the best thing to do.
Before he could make up his mind the decision was made for him by a furious outbreak of barking from Prince, who he had left locked up inside his room.
The noise woke Mrs M who appeared at the door, peering out. ‘Whatever is the matter?’ she asked fearfully. ‘Oh, it’s you, Mr Harry. What’s going on? First Sheila comes storming in without a word and goes straight up to
