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"
By
God
,
it
’
s
grand
to
be
one
’
s
own
mistress
.
"
They
had
breakfast
in
their
room
,
Julia
in
bed
and
Michael
seated
at
a
little
table
by
her
side
.
She
looked
at
him
while
he
read
the
paper
.
Was
it
possible
that
three
months
had
made
so
much
difference
in
him
,
or
was
it
merely
that
for
years
she
had
still
seen
him
with
the
eyes
that
had
seen
him
when
he
came
on
the
stage
to
rehearse
at
Middlepool
in
the
glorious
beauty
of
his
youth
and
she
had
been
stricken
as
with
a
mortal
sickness
?
He
was
wonderfully
handsome
still
,
after
all
he
was
only
thirty
-
six
,
but
he
was
not
a
boy
any
more
;
with
his
close
-
cropped
hair
and
weather
-
beaten
skin
,
little
lines
beginning
to
mark
the
smoothness
of
his
forehead
and
to
show
under
his
eyes
,
he
was
definitely
a
man
.
He
had
lost
his
coltish
grace
and
his
movements
were
set
.
Each
difference
was
very
small
,
but
taken
altogether
they
amounted
,
in
her
shrewd
,
calculating
eyes
,
to
all
the
difference
in
the
world
.
He
was
a
middle
-
aged
man
.
They
still
lived
in
the
small
flat
that
they
had
taken
when
first
they
came
to
London
.
Though
Julia
had
been
for
some
time
earning
a
good
income
it
had
not
seemed
worthwhile
to
move
while
Michael
was
on
active
service
,
but
now
that
a
baby
was
coming
the
flat
was
obviously
too
small
.
Julia
had
found
a
house
in
Regent
’
s
Park
that
she
liked
very
much
.
She
wanted
to
be
settled
down
in
good
time
for
her
confinement
.
The
house
faced
the
gardens
.
Above
the
drawing
-
room
floor
were
two
bedrooms
and
above
these
,
two
rooms
that
could
be
made
into
a
day
and
a
night
nursery
.
Michael
was
pleased
with
everything
;
even
the
price
seemed
to
him
reasonable
.
Julia
had
,
during
the
last
four
years
,
been
earning
so
much
more
money
than
he
that
she
had
offered
to
furnish
the
house
herself
.
They
stood
ne
of
the
bedrooms
"
I
can
make
do
with
a
good
deal
of
what
we
’
ve
got
for
my
bedroom
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
’
ll
get
you
a
nice
suite
at
Maple
’
s
.
"
"
I
wouldn
’
t
go
to
much
expense
,
"
he
smiled
.
"
I
don
’
t
suppose
I
shall
use
it
much
,
you
know
.
"
He
liked
to
share
a
bed
with
her
.
Though
not
passionate
he
was
affectionate
,
and
he
had
an
animal
desire
to
feel
her
body
against
his
.
For
long
it
had
been
her
greatest
comfort
.
The
thought
now
filled
her
with
irritation
.
"
Oh
,
I
don
’
t
think
there
should
be
any
more
nonsense
till
after
the
baby
’
s
born
.
Until
all
that
’
s
over
and
done
with
I
’
m
going
to
make
you
sleep
by
yourself
.
"
"
I
hadn
’
t
thought
of
that
.
If
you
think
it
’
s
better
for
the
kid
.
.
.
"
