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After
a
while
,
she
got
up
,
she
reached
for
a
cigarette
,
lighted
it
,
then
held
it
out
to
him
with
a
slight
,
questioning
lift
of
her
hand
;
he
nodded
,
still
sitting
half
-
stretched
on
the
couch
;
she
placed
the
cigarette
between
his
lips
and
lighted
another
for
herself
.
She
felt
a
great
sense
of
peace
between
them
,
and
the
intimacy
of
the
unimportant
gestures
underscored
the
importance
of
the
things
they
were
not
saying
to
each
other
.
Everything
was
said
,
she
thought
—
but
knew
that
it
waited
to
be
acknowledged
.
She
saw
his
eyes
move
to
the
entrance
door
once
in
a
while
and
remain
on
it
for
long
moments
,
as
if
he
were
still
seeing
the
man
who
had
left
.
He
said
quietly
,
"
He
could
have
beaten
me
by
letting
me
have
the
truth
,
any
time
he
wished
.
Why
didn
’
t
he
?
"
She
shrugged
,
spreading
her
hands
in
a
gesture
of
helpless
sadness
,
because
they
both
knew
the
answer
.
She
asked
,
"
He
did
mean
a
great
deal
to
you
,
didn
’
t
he
?
"
"
He
does
.
"
The
two
dots
of
fire
at
the
tips
of
their
cigarettes
had
moved
slowly
to
the
tips
of
their
fingers
,
with
the
small
glow
of
an
occasional
flare
and
the
soft
crumbling
of
ashes
as
sole
movement
in
the
silence
,
when
the
doorbell
rang
.
They
knew
that
it
was
not
the
man
they
wished
but
could
not
hope
to
see
return
,
and
she
frowned
with
sudden
anger
as
she
went
to
open
the
door
.
It
took
her
a
moment
to
remember
that
the
innocuously
courteous
figure
she
saw
bowing
to
her
with
a
standard
smile
of
welcome
was
the
assistant
manager
of
the
apartment
house
.
"
Good
evening
,
Miss
Taggart
.
We
’
re
so
glad
to
see
you
back
.
I
just
came
on
duty
and
heard
that
you
had
returned
and
wanted
to
greet
you
in
person
.
"
"
Thank
you
.
"
She
stood
at
the
door
,
not
moving
to
admit
him
.
"
I
have
a
letter
that
came
for
you
about
a
week
ago
,
Miss
Taggart
,
"
he
said
,
reaching
into
his
pocket
.
"
It
looked
as
if
it
might
be
important
,
but
being
marked
‘
personal
,
’
it
was
obviously
not
intended
to
be
sent
to
your
office
and
,
besides
,
they
did
not
know
your
address
,
either
—
so
not
knowing
where
to
forward
it
,
I
kept
it
in
our
safe
and
I
thought
I
’
d
deliver
it
to
you
in
person
.
