Chapter 31 No.31

Mr Goble's jaw fell. He had been waving his hands in another spacious gesture, and he remained frozen with out-stretched arms, like a semaphore. This evening had been a series of shocks for him, but this was the worst shock of all.

"You-what!" he stammered.

"I own the piece," repeated Jill. "Surely that gives me authority to say what I want d