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hopefully.
    ‘We have.’
    ‘Don’t keep me in suspense. Tell me.’
    ‘Well, I take my camera everywhere…’
    Dante’s crack of laughter seemed to hit the ceiling and echo around the carriage, waking the barman from his doze.
    ‘You didn’t ?’
    ‘I did. They were wonderful pictures. I took as many as I could from as many different angles as possible.’
    ‘And he didn’t see you?’
    ‘He had his back to me,’ Ferne explained. ‘Facing downwards.’
    ‘Oh yes, naturally. But what about her?’
    ‘She was facing up and she saw me, of course. She loved it. Then I stormed off in a temper, went straight to the offices of a newspaper that specialised in that sort of thing and sold the lot.’
    Awed, he stared at her. ‘Just like that?’
    ‘Just like that.’
    His respect grew in leaps and bounds; a woman who reacted to her lover’s betrayal not with tears and reproaches but with well-aimed revenge was a woman after his own heart.
    What couldn’t she do if she set her mind to it?
    Would any man of sense want to get on her wrong side?
    But her right side—that was a different matter!
    ‘What happened?’ he demanded, still fascinated.
    ‘There were ructions, but not for long. The seats had been selling reasonably well, but after that it was standing-roomonly. She gave an interview about how irresistible he was, and he got offered a big, new film-part. So then he walked out on the show, which annoyed Josh, the director, until the understudy took over and got rave reviews. He was Josh’s boyfriend, so everyone was happy.’
    ‘Everyone except you. What did you get out of it?’
    ‘The paper paid me a fortune. By that time I’d calmed down a bit and was wondering if I’d gone too far, but then the cheque arrived, and, well…’
    ‘You’ve got to be realistic,’ he suggested.
    ‘Exactly. Mick—that’s my agent—said some people wait a lifetime for a stroke of luck like mine. I’ve always wanted to see Italy, so I planned this trip. I had to wait a couple of months because suddenly I was much in demand. I’m not sure why.’
    ‘Word had spread about your unusual skills,’ he mused.
    ‘Yes, that must be it. Anyway, I made a gap in my schedule, because I was determined to come here, chucked everything into a suitcase, jumped on the next train to Paris and from there I got the train to Milan.
    ‘I spent a few days looking over the town, then suddenly decided to take off for Naples. It was late in the evening by then and a sensible person would have waited until morning. So I didn’t.’
    Dante nodded in sympathy. ‘The joy of doing things on the spur of the moment! There’s nothing like it.’
    ‘I’ve always been an organised person, perhaps too organised. It felt wonderful to go a bit mad.’ She gave a brief, self-mocking laugh. ‘But I’m not very good at it, and I really messed up, didn’t I?’
    ‘Never mind. With practice, you’ll improve.’
    ‘Oh no! That was my one fling.’
    ‘Nonsense, you’re only a beginner. Let me introduce you to the joys of living as though every moment was your last.’
    ‘Is that how you live?’
    He didn’t reply at first. He’d begun to lean forward across the table, looking directly into her face. Now he threw himself back again.
    ‘Yes, it’s how I live,’ he said. ‘It gives a spice and flavour to life that comes in no other way.’
    She felt a momentary disturbance. It was inexplicable, except that there had been something in his voice that didn’t fit their light-hearted conversation. Only a moment ago he’d shut her out, and something told her he might just do so again. They had drifted close to dangerous territory, which seemed to happen surprisingly easily with this man.
    Again, she wondered just what lay in that forbidden place. Trying to coax him into revelation, she mused, ‘Never to know what will happen next—I suppose I’m living proof that that can make life interesting. When I woke up this morning, I never pictured