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"
Come
in
,
Mary
,
"
he
said
to
his
wife
.
She
went
in
and
sat
down
by
her
husband
.
"
I
did
not
notice
him
following
me
,
"
she
said
timidly
.
"
I
just
looked
in
.
"
Holding
his
little
girl
with
one
arm
,
Nicholas
glanced
at
his
wife
and
,
seeing
her
guilty
expression
,
put
his
other
arm
around
her
and
kissed
her
hair
.
"
May
I
kiss
Mamma
?
"
he
asked
Natásha
.
Natásha
smiled
bashfully
.
"
Again
!
"
she
commanded
,
pointing
with
a
peremptory
gesture
to
the
spot
where
Nicholas
had
placed
the
kiss
.
"
I
do
n't
know
why
you
think
I
am
cross
,
"
said
Nicholas
,
replying
to
the
question
he
knew
was
in
his
wife
's
mind
.
"
You
have
no
idea
how
unhappy
,
how
lonely
,
I
feel
when
you
are
like
that
.
It
always
seems
to
me
...
"
