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brainwashed!”
    “Shut up both of you,” Alec said, “you’re upsetting Carol. She’s pregnant.”
    “We’re all pregnant,” Rachel said.
    “I wondered who swallowed that Israeli propaganda,” Josh said.
    “If it’s propaganda you’re after what about the PLO, who have hired western professionals specifically to convince reporters that they are a moderate, non-violent , reasonable and democratically representative body, and to inflame public opinion by giving the impression that the Israelis are ‘intransigent’, cruel, bigoted, destructive and racist, given to indiscriminate bombing and the killing of civilians in residential areas?”
    “Which is precisely what I was complaining about.”
    “Those reporters have been selected, paid, seduced and corrupted by the PLO.”
    “According to Israel.”
    “It’s well known! They bribe them, give them a good time, and provide them with accreditation cards. Those who won’t play are forced to leave or are beaten up. At least two have been murdered.”
    “Bullshit!”
    Rachel stood up. “I’m going home.”
    “Sit down,” Kitty said.
    “I’m not saying in the same room…”
    “I’ve got something to say,” Kitty said.
    Rachel was half-way to the door.
    “I’m not telling you until you sit down.”
    Rachel glared at Josh.
    “Come on Rache,” Patrick said.
    Rachel sat down with her back pointedly to Josh. She looked at Kitty presiding over the carcass of the chicken from which Carol, who like her mother had never liked discord, was nervously picking at scraps.
    “I’m going to New York,” Kitty said.
    “Good idea,” Rachel said. “After all the work you put in for the wedding.”
    “New York in August!” Josh said. “That’s when they have the greatest increase in the crime rate. It’s to do with the high temperatures. They all go crazy.”
    “She needs a holiday,” Carol said.
    “Who said anything about a holiday?” Kitty said. “I’m going to live with Maurice Morgenthau.”
    “That old man!” Rachel said.
    “You’re getting married again?” Josh was stunned.
    “I didn’t say so.”
    “You can’t just shack up with him,” Rachel said.
    “I thought it was all right these days,” Kitty said, “I seem to remember…” She looked at Rachel and Patrick.
    “That’s different,” Rachel said. “You know very well.”
    “There’s no explicit prohibition of premarital relationships anywhere in the Torah,” Sarah, who had been studying the subject, said.
    “I’m not going to ‘live’ with him,” Kitty reassured them. She explained about Maurice’s two flats and saw her children exchange glances with each other as if she had suddenly become unhinged and must be humoured.
    “You’ll be back for the babies,” Carol said complacently, meaning her own, and reminding Kitty of her responsibilities.
    “Give it six months,” Maurice had said.
    “Have you thought about what you’re doing?” Josh, wearing his head of the family hat, asked.
    “That Maurice is on to a good thing,” Rachel said.
    They had all tried to dissuade her. Josh with reference to the memory of his late father, and Sarah on the grounds that she depended on Kitty’s support for her continued initiation into the rites of Judaism and her imminent conversion. Alec, on behalf of his wife, that Carol needed her mother and relied upon her; Carol, that her children would be deprived of their grandmother. Rachel herself had been angry with her mother and had not troubled to hide her antipathy to Maurice whom she had only met for a moment.
    “He’s after your money,” she said to Kitty.
    “Don’t be ridiculous.”
    “How do you know?”
    “He’s had a medical practice in New York since he qualified and has no family, he must have plenty of his own.”
    “He’s looking for a housekeeper.”
    “He’s managed without one until now.”
    “What does he want then?”
    “Perhaps he loves me,” Kitty said.
    Rachel considered the proposition. It was