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It was Monday evening. At about the time that Smiley returned to his hotel after his interview with Mr Cardew, Tim Perkins, the Head of Fielding’s house, was taking his leave of Mrs Harlowe, who taught him the ’cello. She was a kindly woman, if neurotic, and it distressed her to see him so worried. He was quite the best pupil that Carne had sent her, and she liked him.
‘You played foully today, Tim,’ she said as she wished him good-bye at the door, ‘quite foully. You needn’t tell me – you’ve only got one more Half and you still haven’t got three passes in A Level and you’ve got to get your remove, and you’re in a tizz. We won’t practise next Monday if you don’t want – just come and have buns and we’ll play some records.’