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They
read
their
papers
,
and
their
magazine
,
did
a
great
deal
of
sewing
for
charitable
purposes
,
played
dominoes
and
listened
to
the
radio
that
Julia
had
given
them
.
Though
the
Abbe
and
the
Commandant
had
dined
with
them
every
Thursday
for
many
years
they
were
always
in
a
flutter
when
Thursday
came
.
The
Commandant
,
with
the
sailor
’
s
downrightness
that
they
expected
of
him
,
did
not
hesitate
to
say
so
if
something
was
not
cooked
to
his
liking
,
and
even
the
Abbe
,
though
a
saint
,
had
his
likes
and
dislikes
.
For
instance
,
he
was
very
fond
of
sole
Normande
,
but
he
insisted
on
its
being
cooked
with
the
best
butter
,
and
with
butter
at
the
price
it
was
since
the
war
that
was
very
expensive
.
Every
Thursday
morning
Aunt
Carrie
took
the
cellar
key
from
the
place
where
she
had
hidden
it
and
herself
fetched
a
bottle
of
claret
from
the
cellar
.
She
and
her
sister
finished
what
was
left
of
it
by
the
end
of
the
week
.
They
made
a
great
fuss
of
Julia
.
They
dosed
her
with
tisanes
,
*
and
were
anxious
that
she
should
not
sit
in
anything
that
might
be
thought
a
draught
.
Indeed
a
great
part
of
their
lives
was
devoted
to
avoiding
draughts
.
They
made
her
lie
on
sofas
and
were
solicitous
that
she
should
cover
her
feet
.
They
reasoned
with
her
about
the
clothes
she
wore
.
Those
silk
stockings
that
were
so
thin
you
could
see
through
them
;
and
what
did
she
wear
next
to
her
skin
?
Aunt
Carrie
would
not
have
been
surprised
to
learn
that
she
wore
nothing
but
a
chemise
.
"
She
doesn
’
t
even
wear
that
,
"
said
Mrs
.
Lambert
.
"
What
does
she
wear
then
?
"
"
Panties
,
"
said
Julia
.
"
And
a
soutien
-
gorge
,
*
I
suppose
.
"
"
Certainly
not
,
"
cried
Julia
tartly
.
"
Then
,
my
niece
,
under
your
dress
you
are
naked
?
"
"
Practically
.
"
"
C
’
est
de
la
folie
,
"
*
said
Aunt
Carrie
.
