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She
pressed
a
light
switch
by
the
door
.
She
stood
there
,
fastidiously
groomed
,
wearing
a
pale
beige
traveling
suit
that
looked
as
if
she
had
traveled
under
glass
;
she
was
smiling
and
pulling
her
gloves
off
with
the
air
of
having
reached
home
.
"
Are
you
in
for
the
evening
,
dear
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Or
were
you
going
out
?
"
He
did
not
know
how
long
a
time
passed
before
he
answered
,
"
What
are
you
doing
here
?
"
"
Why
,
don
’
t
you
remember
that
Jim
Taggart
invited
us
to
his
wedding
?
It
’
s
tonight
.
"
"
I
didn
’
t
intend
to
go
to
his
wedding
.
"
"
Oh
,
but
I
did
!
"
"
Why
didn
’
t
you
tell
me
this
morning
,
before
I
left
?
"
"
To
surprise
you
,
darling
.
"
She
laughed
gaily
.
"
It
’
s
practically
impossible
to
drag
you
to
any
social
function
,
but
I
thought
you
might
do
it
like
this
,
on
the
spur
of
the
moment
,
just
to
go
out
and
have
a
good
time
,
as
married
couples
are
supposed
to
.
I
thought
you
wouldn
’
t
mind
it
—
you
’
ve
been
staying
overnight
in
New
York
so
often
!
"
He
saw
the
casual
glance
thrown
at
him
from
under
the
brim
of
her
fashionably
tilted
hat
.
He
said
nothing
.
