‘What’s that?’
‘You’re a girl.’
‘Tut-tut, you can’t say that these days, Mr Merrick. I’m a woman,’ Sarah chastised.
‘That too. Though it’s hard to believe when you’re wearing those overalls.’
‘How you do harp on about them. Anyway, I bought some new ones yesterday. I went shopping in Hereford.’
‘Not just for work clothes, surely. What else did you buy?’
‘A teddy bear with a blue bow tie.’
‘Original—dinner guests normally bring wine!’
‘It’s for the Grovers’ brand-new grandson,’ she said, laughing.
‘Pity. I quite fancy the teddy—hell, I just noticed the time. Got to go, Sarah. Be punctual tomorrow.’
‘I will be, if your directions are accurate.’
‘Of course they are. You can’t miss it. Turn left past the church, follow the signs for Glebe Farm, and my place is the first turning on the right.’
‘I’ll ring if I get lost.’
‘Why not just let me come and fetch you?’
‘I’d rather come under my own steam.’
‘So you’ve got a getaway car if you need to escape?’
‘Of course not,’ she lied. ‘See you tomorrow.’
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