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She
trembled
at
criticizing
him
in
these
broad
terms
—
but
his
enlarging
silence
frightened
her
even
more
.
She
guessed
that
something
was
developing
behind
the
silence
,
behind
the
hard
,
blue
eyes
,
the
almost
unnatural
interest
in
the
children
.
Uncharacteristic
bursts
of
temper
surprised
her
—
he
would
suddenly
unroll
a
long
scroll
of
contempt
for
some
person
,
race
,
class
,
way
of
life
,
way
of
thinking
.
It
was
as
though
an
incalculable
story
was
telling
itself
inside
him
,
about
which
she
could
only
guess
at
in
the
moments
when
it
broke
through
the
surface
.
"
After
all
,
what
do
you
get
out
of
this
?
"
she
demanded
.
"
Knowing
you
’
re
stronger
every
day
.
Knowing
that
your
illness
follows
the
law
of
diminishing
returns
.
"
His
voice
came
to
her
from
far
off
,
as
though
he
were
speaking
of
something
remote
and
academic
;
her
alarm
made
her
exclaim
,
"
Dick
!
"
and
she
thrust
her
hand
forward
to
his
across
the
table
.
A
reflex
pulled
Dick
’
s
hand
back
and
he
added
:
"
There
’
s
the
whole
situation
to
think
of
,
isn
’
t
there
?
There
’
s
not
just
you
.
"
He
covered
her
hand
with
his
and
said
in
the
old
pleasant
voice
of
a
conspirator
for
pleasure
,
mischief
,
profit
,
and
delight
:
"
See
that
boat
out
there
?
"
It
was
the
motor
yacht
of
T
.
F
.
Golding
lying
placid
among
the
little
swells
of
the
Nicean
Bay
,
constantly
bound
upon
a
romantic
voyage
that
was
not
dependent
upon
actual
motion
.
"
We
’
ll
go
out
there
now
and
ask
the
people
on
board
what
’
s
the
matter
with
them
.
We
’
ll
find
out
if
they
’
re
happy
.
"
"
We
hardly
know
him
,
"
Nicole
objected
.
"
He
urged
us
.
Besides
,
Baby
knows
him
—
she
practically
married
him
,
doesn
’
t
she
—
didn
’
t
she
?
"
When
they
put
out
from
the
port
in
a
hired
launch
it
was
already
summer
dusk
and
lights
were
breaking
out
in
spasms
along
the
rigging
of
the
Margin
.