Probably something on the Estate was worrying him; any way he certainly was a poor companion...until T happened to mention THORPENESS, "Thorpeness," he said, sudden= ly animated, "used to be the most perfect holiday village in the world."
"And still ts." ¥ said, "Do you know." he went on, 1 used to take a furnished house there every time T went home on leave; they always found servants for us and even had Tunch waiting on the table when we arrived!"
Yes, they still do that." they used to serve amazingly good meals at the Country Club there...the chet Well, I shall go there again next time," he said. °T think YH write by the next mail and see what they can do for me."
"Estate OMice, THORPENESS, Suffolk, England, is the address; they're full up all this August, but there'll be room for You later, and Tit took out for you
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