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Hardcover
First published July 16, 1998

"So you did have a husband?" said Peggy. "Well, it's more than I did. Though they say you don't miss what you've never had. What I miss is dancing. I would love to have done a waltz round a floor in a dance-hall you sometimes see in old-fashioned films. I always thought I was cut out to be a dancer."
The old woman stared at her blank-eyed as she went on, "I remember tap dancing on the floor of our scullery. Being a stone floor it was good for that. I was only fourteen at the time and thought one day-" She broke off. "What's the point of talking about it. It doesn't do any good and anyway it won't be long now."
"What won't?" said the duchess.
"Until they turf us out. I heard from the canteen woman this place is going to close soon and she's usually right about everything."
"I don't understand," said the duchess. "How can they put me out if I've nowhere to go?"
"She said they'll give us a flat to share with someone. How would you like that?"
"I wouldn't like it at all," said the duchess. "I can't eat, I can't walk and now they tell me I've got dementia. How can I possibly share a flat?"
"Don't ask me," said Peggy. "Ask the sister. You know how she always listens."
"I won't bother," said the duchess, detecting a note of sarcasm in Peggy's tone. "I know you're just trying to get me into trouble. I think you're a very wicked woman."