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She
heard
Roger
’
s
voice
again
.
"
Well
,
good
night
,
old
boy
.
"
And
Tom
’
s
hearty
answer
:
"
So
long
,
old
man
.
"
"
Idiots
!
"
she
said
to
herself
crossly
.
Next
morning
while
she
was
having
her
breakfast
Michael
came
into
Julia
’
s
room
.
"
The
boys
have
gone
off
to
play
golf
at
Huntercombe
.
They
want
to
play
a
couple
of
rounds
and
they
asked
if
they
need
come
back
to
lunch
.
I
told
them
that
was
quite
all
right
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
that
I
particularly
like
the
idea
of
Tom
treating
the
house
as
if
it
was
a
hotel
.
"
"
Oh
,
my
dear
,
they
’
re
only
a
couple
of
kids
.
Let
them
have
all
the
fun
they
can
get
,
I
say
.
"
She
would
not
see
Tom
at
all
that
day
,
for
she
had
to
start
for
London
between
five
and
six
in
order
to
get
to
the
theatre
in
good
time
.
It
was
all
very
well
for
Michael
to
be
so
damned
good
-
natured
about
it
.
She
was
hurt
.
She
felt
a
little
inclined
to
cry
.
He
must
be
entirely
indifferent
to
her
,
it
was
Tom
she
was
thinking
of
now
;
and
she
had
made
up
her
mind
that
today
was
going
to
be
quite
different
from
the
day
before
.
She
had
awakened
determined
to
be
tolerant
and
to
take
things
as
they
came
,
but
she
hadn
’
t
been
prepared
for
a
smack
in
the
face
like
this
.
