Chapter 104
The social evenings took place on alternate Mondays. There was one at the beginning of Philip’s second week at Lynn’s. He arranged to go with one of the women in his department.
“Meet ‘em ‘alf-way,” she said, “same as I do.”
This was Mrs. Hodges, a little woman of five-andforty, with badly dyed hair; she had a yellow face with a network of small red veins all over it, and yellow whites to her pale blue eyes. She took a fancy to Philip and called him by his Christian name before he had been in the shop a week.