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He
shrugged
his
shoulders
,
bored
.
"
Have
n't
a
clue
.
"
They
were
sitting
in
the
Domain
on
the
grass
,
just
below
the
Gothic
bulk
of
Saint
Mary
's
Cathedral
.
Dane
had
phoned
to
let
Justine
know
he
was
coming
in
for
a
special
ceremony
in
the
cathedral
,
and
could
she
meet
him
for
a
while
first
in
the
Dom
?
Of
course
she
could
;
she
was
dying
to
tell
him
the
latest
episode
.
Almost
finished
his
last
year
at
Riverview
,
Dane
was
captain
of
the
school
,
captain
of
the
cricket
team
,
the
Rugby
,
handball
and
tennis
teams
.
And
dux
of
his
class
into
the
bargain
.
At
seventeen
he
was
two
inches
over
six
feet
,
his
voice
had
settled
into
its
final
baritone
,
and
he
had
miraculously
escaped
such
afflictions
as
pimples
,
clumsiness
and
a
bobbing
Adam
's
apple
.
Because
he
was
so
fair
he
was
n't
really
shaving
yet
,
but
in
every
other
way
he
looked
more
like
a
young
man
than
a
schoolboy
.
Only
the
Riverview
uniform
categorized
him
.
It
was
a
warm
,
sunny
day
.
Dane
removed
his
straw
boater
school
hat
and
stretched
out
on
the
grass
,
Justine
sitting
hunched
beside
him
,
her
arms
about
her
knees
to
make
sure
all
exposed
skin
was
shaded
.
He
opened
one
lazy
blue
eye
in
her
direction
.
"
What
did
you
do
last
night
,
Jus
?
"
"
I
lost
my
virginity
.
At
least
I
think
I
did
.
"
Both
his
eyes
opened
.
"
You
're
a
prawn
.
"
"
Pooh
!
High
time
,
I
say
.
How
can
I
hope
to
be
a
good
actress
if
I
do
n't
have
a
clue
what
goes
on
between
men
and
women
?
"
"
You
ought
to
save
yourself
for
the
man
you
marry
.
"
Her
face
twisted
in
exasperation
.
