Rage

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Author: Wilbur Smith
beyond the kitchen.
    â€˜You are a big girl, angel,’ he answered. ‘You must learn to feed yourself.’
    â€˜I can feed myself – I just like it better when you do it. Please, Daddy, pretty please a trillion times.’
    â€˜A trillion?’ Shasa asked. ‘I am bid one trillion – any advance on a trillion?’ but he went to her summons.
    â€˜You spoil her,’ Tara said. ‘She’s becoming impossible.’
    â€˜I know,’ said Shasa. ‘You keep telling me.’
    Shasa shaved quickly while his coloured valet laid out his dinner-jacket in the dressing-room and put the platinum and sapphire studs into his dress shirt. Despite Tara’s vehement protests he always insisted on black tie for dinner.
    â€˜It’s so stuffy and old-fashioned and snobby.’
    â€˜It’s civilized,’ he contradicted her.
    When he was dressed, he crossed the wide corridor strewn with oriental carpets, the walls hung with a gallery of Thomas Baines water-colours, tapped on Tara’s door and went in to her invitation.
    Tara had moved into this suite while she was carrying
Isabella, and had stayed here. Last year she had redecorated it, removing the velvet drapes and George II and Louis XIV furniture, the Qum silk carpets and the magnificent oils by De Jong and Naudé, stripping the flocked wallpaper and sanding the golden patina off the yellow-wood floor until it looked like plain deal.
    Now the walls were stark white with only a single enormous painting facing the bed; it was a monstrosity of geometrical shapes in primary colours in the style of Mir6, but executed by an unknown art student at the Cape Town University Art School and of no value. To Shasa’s mind paintings should be pleasing decorations but at the same time good long-term investments. This thing was neither.
    The furniture Tara had chosen for her boudoir was made of angular stainless steel and glass, and there was very little of it. The bed was almost flat on the bare boards of the floor.
    â€˜It’s Swedish decor,’ she had explained.
    â€˜Send it back to Sweden,’ he had advised her.
    Now he perched on one of the steel chairs and lit a cigarette. She frowned at him in the mirror.
    â€˜Forgive me.’ He stood up and went to flick the cigarette out of the window. ‘I’ll be working late after dinner,’ he turned back to her, ‘and I wanted to warn you before I forget that I’m flying up to Jo’burg tomorrow afternoon and I’ll be away for a few days, maybe five or six.’
    â€˜Fine.’ She pursed her lips as she applied her lipstick, a pale mauve shade that he disliked intensely.
    â€˜One other thing, Tara. Lord Littleton’s bank is preparing to underwrite the share issue for our possible new development on the Orange Free State goldfields. I would take it as a personal favour if you and Molly could refrain from waving your black sashes in his face and from regaling him with merry tales of white injustice and bloody black revolution.’

    â€˜I can’t speak for Molly, but I promise to be good.’
    â€˜Why don’t you wear your diamonds tonight?’ he changed the subject. ‘They look so good on you.’
    She hadn’t worn the suite of yellow diamonds from the H’ani Mine since she had joined the Sash movement. They made her feel like Marie Antoinette.
    â€˜Not tonight,’ she said. ‘They are a little garish, it’s really just a family dinner party.’ She dusted her nose with the puff and looked at him in the mirror.
    â€˜Why don’t you go down, dear. Your precious Lord Littleton will be arriving at any moment.’
    â€˜I just want to tuck Bella up first.’ He came to stand behind her.
    They stared at each other in the mirror, seriously.
    â€˜What happened to us, Tara?’ he asked softly.
    â€˜I don’t know what you mean, dear,’ she replied, but she looked down and
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