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"
Why
you
back
in
Paris
?
"
Dick
demanded
.
"
I
got
as
far
as
Evreux
,
and
I
decided
to
take
a
plane
back
so
I
could
compare
it
with
St
.
Sulpice
.
I
mean
I
don
’
t
intend
to
bring
St
.
Sulpice
back
to
Paris
.
I
don
’
t
even
mean
Baroque
!
I
meant
St
.
Germain
.
For
God
’
s
sake
,
wait
a
minute
and
I
’
ll
put
the
chasseur
on
the
wire
.
"
"
For
God
’
s
sake
,
don
’
t
.
"
"
Listen
—
did
Mary
get
off
all
right
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
Dick
,
I
want
you
to
talk
with
a
man
I
met
here
this
morning
,
the
son
of
a
naval
officer
that
’
s
been
to
every
doctor
in
Europe
.
Let
me
tell
you
about
him
—
"
Dick
had
rung
off
at
this
point
—
perhaps
that
was
a
piece
of
ingratitude
for
he
needed
grist
for
the
grinding
activity
of
his
mind
.
"
Abe
used
to
be
so
nice
,
"
Nicole
told
Rosemary
.
"
So
nice
.
Long
ago
—
when
Dick
and
I
were
first
married
.
If
you
had
known
him
then
.
He
’
d
come
to
stay
with
us
for
weeks
and
weeks
and
we
scarcely
knew
he
was
in
the
house
.
Sometimes
he
’
d
play
—
sometimes
he
’
d
be
in
the
library
with
a
muted
piano
,
making
love
to
it
by
the
hour
—
Dick
,
do
you
remember
that
maid
?
She
thought
he
was
a
ghost
and
sometimes
Abe
used
to
meet
her
in
the
hall
and
moo
at
her
,
and
it
cost
us
a
whole
tea
service
once
—
but
we
didn
’
t
care
.
"
So
much
fun
—
so
long
ago
.
Rosemary
envied
them
their
fun
,
imagining
a
life
of
leisure
unlike
her
own
.
She
knew
little
of
leisure
but
she
had
the
respect
for
it
of
those
who
have
never
had
it
.
She
thought
of
it
as
a
resting
,
without
realizing
that
the
Divers
were
as
far
from
relaxing
as
she
was
herself
.
"
What
did
this
to
him
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Why
does
he
have
to
drink
?
"
