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It is Saturday, a French legal day of rest, but Robert Thorley can feel a humming tension in the air. It is Lisette who is to blame. Poor Lisette! She is making an occasion, a major celebration out of what should be just a simple meal.

“It wasn’t any one thing,”she says with an easy shrug. “It’s never just one thing. It was a whole lot of little things pulling me apart — just pulling me to the breaking point.”