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"
I
suppose
she
talks
,
and
--
eats
,
and
everything
.
"
"
Oh
,
yes
.
"
She
looked
at
me
absently
.
"
Listen
,
Nick
;
let
me
tell
you
what
I
said
when
she
was
born
.
Would
you
like
to
hear
?
"
"
Very
much
.
"
"
It
'll
show
you
how
I
've
gotten
to
feel
about
--
things
.
Well
,
she
was
less
than
an
hour
old
and
Tom
was
God
knows
where
.
I
woke
up
out
of
the
ether
with
an
utterly
abandoned
feeling
,
and
asked
the
nurse
right
away
if
it
was
a
boy
or
a
girl
.
She
told
me
it
was
a
girl
,
and
so
I
turned
my
head
away
and
wept
.
'
all
right
,
'
I
said
,
'
I
'm
glad
it
's
a
girl
.
And
I
hope
she
'll
be
a
fool
--
that
's
the
best
thing
a
girl
can
be
in
this
world
,
a
beautiful
little
fool
.
"
"
You
see
I
think
everything
's
terrible
anyhow
,
"
she
went
on
in
a
convinced
way
.
"
Everybody
thinks
so
--
the
most
advanced
people
.
And
I
know
.
I
've
been
everywhere
and
seen
everything
and
done
everything
.
"
Her
eyes
flashed
around
her
in
a
defiant
way
,
rather
like
Tom
's
,
and
she
laughed
with
thrilling
scorn
.
"
Sophisticated
--
God
,
I
'm
sophisticated
!
"
The
instant
her
voice
broke
off
,
ceasing
to
compel
my
attention
,
my
belief
,
I
felt
the
basic
insincerity
of
what
she
had
said
.
It
made
me
uneasy
,
as
though
the
whole
evening
had
been
a
trick
of
some
sort
to
exact
a
contributory
emotion
from
me
.
I
waited
,
and
sure
enough
,
in
a
moment
she
looked
at
me
with
an
absolute
smirk
on
her
lovely
face
,
as
if
she
had
asserted
her
membership
in
a
rather
distinguished
secret
society
to
which
she
and
Tom
belonged
.
Inside
,
the
crimson
room
bloomed
with
light
.
Tom
and
Miss
Baker
sat
at
either
end
of
the
long
couch
and
she
read
aloud
to
him
from
the
Saturday
Evening
Post
.
--
the
words
,
murmurous
and
uninflected
,
running
together
in
a
soothing
tune
.
The
lamp-light
,
bright
on
his
boots
and
dull
on
the
autumn-leaf
yellow
of
her
hair
,
glinted
along
the
paper
as
she
turned
a
page
with
a
flutter
of
slender
muscles
in
her
arms
.
When
we
came
in
she
held
us
silent
for
a
moment
with
a
lifted
hand
.
"
To
be
continued
,
"
she
said
,
tossing
the
magazine
on
the
table
,
"
in
our
very
next
issue
.
"
