Chapter 13
"Sure, at Victoria's. As always. At eight o'clock'' Klara shook her head in amusement as she hung up the phone. After the business of the Nautical Club, her friends behaved strangely.They were agitated, they phoned all the moments, as if they wanted to make sure she was always there, in her place, that she was the same as always.
"They will think they are no longer up to the status of such a great lady, one invited - play the trumpets - by Davis himself... what fools" he said aloud, talking to himself.
Instead, as it should have been, things immediately returned to normal.
"Maybe it really was just a whim. Perhaps there really were no second intentions".
Well, better this way. A lot less hassle. Thinking of a Davis that bugges you inappropriately could be something that gav
