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They Came to Baghdad - Agatha Christie

‘What kind?’

‘That you’d formed an attachment. That’s the worst of having women on a Dig—especially good-looking ones. I really did think we were safe with Sybil Muirfield the year before last, a really distressingly plain girl—and see what came of it! I ought to have listened to Claude in London—these Frenchmen always hit the nail on the head. He commented on her legs at the time—most enthusiastic about them. Of course this girl, Victoria, Venetia, whatever her name is—most attractive and such a nice little thing.


Ok. I think we're back to form now.