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"
I
can
’
t
stand
them
,
"
she
said
,
with
a
little
shudder
;
he
glanced
at
her
in
astonishment
:
the
words
sounded
involuntary
and
sincere
.
"
I
can
’
t
stand
Senor
Gonzales
and
that
whore
he
’
s
got
himself
for
a
wife
.
It
’
s
disgusting
that
they
’
ve
become
so
fashionable
,
they
and
their
parties
.
I
don
’
t
feel
like
going
anywhere
any
longer
.
It
’
s
not
the
same
style
any
more
,
not
the
same
spirit
.
I
haven
’
t
run
into
Balph
Eubank
for
months
,
or
Dr
.
Pritchett
,
or
any
of
the
boys
.
And
all
those
new
faces
that
look
like
butcher
’
s
assistants
!
After
all
,
our
crowd
were
gentlemen
.
"
"
Yeah
,
"
he
said
reflectively
.
"
Yeah
,
there
’
s
some
funny
kind
of
difference
.
It
’
s
like
on
the
railroad
,
too
:
I
could
get
along
with
Gem
Weatherby
,
he
was
civilized
,
but
Cuffy
Meigs
—
that
’
s
something
else
again
,
that
’
s
.
.
.
"
He
stopped
abruptly
.
"
It
’
s
perfectly
preposterous
,
"
she
said
,
in
the
tone
of
a
challenge
to
the
space
at
large
.
"
They
can
’
t
get
away
with
it
.
"
She
did
not
explain
"
who
"
or
"
with
what
.
"
He
knew
what
she
meant
.
Through
a
moment
of
silence
,
they
looked
as
if
they
were
clinging
to
each
other
for
reassurance
.
In
the
next
moment
,
he
was
thinking
with
pleasurable
amusement
that
Lillian
was
beginning
to
show
her
age
.
The
deep
burgundy
color
of
her
gown
was
unbecoming
,
it
seemed
to
draw
a
purplish
tinge
out
of
her
skin
,
a
tinge
that
gathered
,
like
twilight
,
in
the
small
gullies
of
her
face
,
softening
her
flesh
to
a
texture
of
tired
slackness
,
changing
her
look
of
bright
mockery
into
a
look
of
stale
malice
.
He
saw
her
studying
him
,
smiling
and
saying
crisply
,
with
the
smile
as
license
for
insult
.
"
You
are
unwell
,
aren
’
t
you
,
Jim
?
You
look
like
a
disorganized
stable
boy
.
"
He
chuckled
.
"
I
can
afford
it
.
"
