AFTER all, Penny hadn't time to change. She took one look at the clock, snatched her bicycle, and coasted down the hill into Fame, which used to be a fishing village, but managed during the years betwee;i the wars to collect a good many rows of small houses, a distressing eruption of bungalows, and a hideous but comfortable hotel. The houses were always cram full. They had been built to let, and let they did at fantastic prices, since the demand was constantly greater than the supply. There was an aerodrome three miles inland, and a consequent run on all possible accommodation within a five-mile radius.
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