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Kaethe
had
touched
a
material
truth
.
She
did
most
of
her
work
herself
,
and
,
frugal
,
she
bought
few
clothes
.
An
American
shopgirl
,
laundering
two
changes
of
underwear
every
night
,
would
have
noticed
a
hint
of
yesterday
’
s
reawakened
sweat
about
Kaethe
’
s
person
,
less
a
smell
than
an
ammoniacal
reminder
of
the
eternity
of
toil
and
decay
.
To
Franz
this
was
as
natural
as
the
thick
dark
scent
of
Kaethe
’
s
hair
,
and
he
would
have
missed
it
equally
;
but
to
Nicole
,
born
hating
the
smell
of
a
nurse
’
s
fingers
dressing
her
,
it
was
an
offense
only
to
be
endured
.
"
And
the
children
,
"
Kaethe
continued
.
"
She
doesn
’
t
like
them
to
play
with
our
children
—
"
but
Franz
had
heard
enough
:
"
Hold
your
tongue
—
that
kind
of
talk
can
hurt
me
professionally
,
since
we
owe
this
clinic
to
Nicole
’
s
money
.
Let
us
have
lunch
.
"
Kaethe
realized
that
her
outburst
had
been
ill
-
advised
,
but
Franz
’
s
last
remark
reminded
her
that
other
Americans
had
money
,
and
a
week
later
she
put
her
dislike
of
Nicole
into
new
words
.
The
occasion
was
the
dinner
they
tendered
the
Divers
upon
Dick
’
s
return
.
Hardly
had
their
footfalls
ceased
on
the
path
when
she
shut
the
door
and
said
to
Franz
:
"
Did
you
see
around
his
eyes
?
He
’
s
been
on
a
debauch
!
"
"
Go
gently
,
"
Franz
requested
.
"
Dick
told
me
about
that
as
soon
as
he
came
home
.
He
was
boxing
on
the
trans
-
Atlantic
ship
.
The
American
passengers
box
a
lot
on
these
trans
-
Atlantic
ships
.
"
"
I
believe
that
?
"
she
scoffed
.
"
It
hurts
him
to
move
one
of
his
arms
and
he
has
an
unhealed
scar
on
his
temple
—
you
can
see
where
the
hair
’
s
been
cut
away
.
"
Franz
had
not
noticed
these
details
.
