Reading progress update: I've read 143 out of 380 pages.

The Weather in the Streets - Rosamond Lehmann

It was nine when they said what about a film? And Anna said there’s a French film at the Academy I want to see, and I got up and said, ‘I must go, dears.’ There was expostulation, and I said, ‘My cousin that none of you believe in is in bed with a feverish cold, and I swore I’d come back at nine and look after her.’

That is some fine bunburying.