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21 Jane and George said little to each other for most of the journey by limousine from Melrose Arch to Pretoria’s Capital Park Station, where they would board the train for their trip to Cape Town. George had a list of calls to make, mostly to the UK, which was fine by Jane. The airconditioning in the Mercedes was icy and Jane asked the driver to turn the temperature up and the radio down. She hadn’t confronted George about the prostitute in his room and nor would she, until she knew exactly who she was dealing with. What was clear to her now was that George had lied to her about his relationship with his wife and was sleeping with other women as well. She now doubted he had any intention of divorcing Elizabeth. His actions, while despicable, were not criminal. However, once she found o