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Why
,
the
very
clothes
he
had
on
she
’
d
paid
for
.
That
cigarette
-
case
he
was
so
proud
of
,
hadn
’
t
she
given
him
that
?
And
the
ring
he
wore
.
My
God
,
she
’
d
get
even
with
him
.
Yes
,
and
she
knew
how
she
could
do
it
.
She
knew
where
he
was
most
sensitive
and
how
she
could
most
cruelly
wound
him
.
That
would
get
him
on
the
raw
.
She
felt
a
faint
sensation
of
relief
as
she
turned
the
scheme
over
in
her
mind
.
She
was
impatient
to
carry
out
her
part
of
it
at
once
,
and
they
had
no
sooner
got
home
than
she
went
up
to
her
room
.
She
got
four
single
pounds
out
of
her
bag
and
a
ten
-
shilling
note
.
She
wrote
a
brief
letter
.
DEAR
TOM
,
I
’
m
enclosing
the
money
for
your
tips
as
I
shan
’
t
see
you
in
the
morning
.
Give
three
pounds
to
the
butler
,
a
pound
to
the
maid
who
’
s
been
valeting
you
,
and
ten
shillings
to
the
chauffeur
.
JULIA
.
She
sent
for
Evie
and
gave
instructions
that
the
letter
should
be
given
to
Tom
by
the
maid
who
awoke
him
.
When
she
went
down
to
dinner
she
felt
much
better
.
She
carried
on
an
animated
conversation
with
Michael
while
they
dined
and
afterwards
they
played
six
pack
bezique
.
*
If
she
had
racked
her
brains
for
a
week
she
couldn
’
t
have
thought
of
anything
that
would
humiliate
Tom
more
bitterly
.
But
when
she
went
to
bed
she
could
not
sleep
.
She
was
waiting
for
Roger
and
Tom
to
come
home
.
A
notion
came
to
her
that
made
her
restless
Perhaps
Tom
would
realize
that
he
had
behaved
rottenly
,
if
he
gave
it
a
moment
’
s
thought
he
must
see
how
unhappy
he
was
making
her
;
it
might
be
that
he
would
be
sorry
and
when
he
came
in
,
after
he
had
said
good
night
to
Roger
,
he
would
creep
down
to
her
room
.
If
he
did
that
she
would
forgive
everything
.
The
letter
was
probably
in
the
butler
’
s
pantry
;
she
could
easily
slip
down
and
get
it
back
.
At
last
a
car
drove
up
.
She
turned
on
her
light
to
lookat
the
time
.
It
was
three
.
She
heard
the
two
young
men
go
upstairs
and
to
their
respective
rooms
.
She
waited
.
She
put
on
the
light
by
her
bedside
so
that
when
he
opened
the
door
he
should
be
able
to
see
.
She
would
pretend
she
was
sleeping
and
then
as
he
crept
forward
on
tiptoe
slowly
open
her
eyes
and
smile
at
him
.
She
waited
.
In
the
silent
night
she
heard
him
get
into
bed
and
switch
off
the
light
.
She
stared
straight
in
front
of
her
for
a
minute
,
then
with
a
shrug
of
the
shoulders
opened
a
drawer
by
her
bedside
and
from
a
little
bottle
took
a
couple
of
sleeping
-
tablets
.
"
If
I
don
’
t
sleep
I
shall
go
mad
.
"
Julia
did
not
wake
till
after
eleven
.
Among
her
letters
was
one
that
had
not
come
by
post
.
She
recognized
Tom
’
s
neat
,
commercial
hand
and
tore
it
open
.
It
contained
nothing
but
the
four
pounds
and
the
ten
-
shilling
note
.
She
felt
slightly
sick
.
She
did
not
quite
know
what
she
had
expected
him
to
reply
to
her
condescending
letter
and
the
humiliating
present
.
It
had
not
occurred
to
her
that
he
would
return
it
.
She
was
troubled
,
she
had
wanted
to
hurt
his
feelings
,
but
she
had
a
fear
now
that
she
had
gone
too
far
.
"
Anyhow
I
hope
he
tipped
the
servants
,
"
she
muttered
to
reassure
herself
.
She
shrugged
her
shoulders
.
"
He
’
ll
come
round
.
It
won
’
t
hurt
him
to
discover
that
I
’
m
not
all
milk
and
honey
.
"
