“You're not going to end it with me are you, Harry? Not this time?'
'No, I'm not' he replied without hesitation. 'Not this time'.
Emma nodded slowly. 'I thought not'. Then she looked past him, avoiding his eye until she said 'then I must. I'm sorry Harry but I can't be your mistress. I could do it in France when everyday could have been our last. but not back here. Not in London. You understand that don't you?'
and it was absolutely no consolation to Harry Walsh that he did.”