as seriously as though she were a hospital consultant giving medical advice.
“D’you want to come over to Footwear and take a look?” I hesitated.
“I’m not on commission or anything,” she said quietly, “I just... I just think it’ll really finish off the outfit if you’ve got the right shoes.”
“Accessories maketh the woman, eh?” I said. She didn’t smile.
She showed me boots that made me laugh out loud, so ridiculous were they in both heel height and narrowness of fit.
Finally, we agreed on a pair that were sufficiently stylish but in which I could also walk without risk of spinal injury,
thereby meeting both of our requirements. Sixty-five pounds! Good grief, I thought, as I handed over my card again.
Some people have to live on that for a week.
I shoved my black shoes into my shopper. I saw her eyeing that too, then looking over at the handbag section.
“Oh, I’m afraid not,” I said, “I’ve exhausted my funds for the time being.”
“Ah, well,” she said, “just stash it in the cloakroom and you’ll be fine.”
I had no idea what she meant, but time’s winged chariot was hurrying near.
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