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If
this
meant
that
she
missed
him
,
he
thought
,
then
it
meant
affection
,
and
if
it
meant
affection
,
then
he
was
unjust
to
experience
a
heavy
,
murky
feeling
which
kept
him
silent
lest
his
voice
betray
that
the
feeling
was
disgust
.
"
You
don
’
t
care
,
"
her
voice
went
half
-
spitting
,
half
-
begging
on
.
"
Lillian
needed
you
today
for
a
very
important
problem
,
but
I
told
her
it
was
no
use
waiting
to
discuss
it
with
you
.
"
"
Oh
,
Mother
,
it
’
s
not
important
!
"
said
Lillian
.
"
Not
to
Henry
.
"
He
turne
I
to
her
.
He
stood
in
the
middle
of
the
room
,
with
his
trenchcoat
still
on
,
as
if
he
were
trapped
in
an
unreality
that
would
not
become
real
to
him
.
"
It
’
s
not
important
at
all
,
"
said
Lillian
gaily
;
he
could
not
tell
whether
her
voice
was
apologetic
or
boastful
.
"
It
’
s
not
business
.
It
’
s
purely
non
-
commercial
.
"
"
What
is
it
?
"
"
Just
a
party
I
’
m
planning
to
give
.
"
"
A
party
?
"
"
Oh
,
don
’
t
look
frightened
,
it
’
s
not
for
tomorrow
night
.
I
know
that
you
’
re
so
very
busy
,
but
it
’
s
for
three
months
from
now
and
I
want
it
to
be
a
very
big
,
very
special
affair
,
so
would
you
promise
me
to
be
here
that
night
and
not
in
Minnesota
or
Colorado
or
California
?
"
She
was
looking
at
him
in
an
odd
manner
,
speaking
too
lightly
and
too
purposefully
at
once
,
her
smile
overstressing
an
air
of
innocence
and
suggesting
something
like
a
hidden
trump
card
.
