Suddenly, to everyone’s surprise, the silent Mr Fanthorp swung around and addressed Linnet.
‘I hope I’m not butting in, but you must let me say how much I admire your businesslike capacity. In my profession–er–I am a lawyer–I find ladies sadly unbusinesslike. Never to sign a document unless you read it through is admirable–altogether admirable.’
He gave a little bow. Then, rather red in the face, he turned once more to contemplate the banks of the Nile.
Linnet looked rather uncertainly: ‘Er–thank you…’
She bit her lip to repress a giggle. The young man had looked so preternaturally solemn.
Andrew Pennington looked seriously annoyed.
Simon Doyle looked uncertain whether to be annoyed or amused.
Aw. This was so cute.
Seriously, there are so many snippets of fun and loveliness in this book that got completely lost when I first read (and then re-read) the book focussing on the plot rather than the characters and the interaction between them.