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She
knew
that
something
was
wrong
,
but
he
would
not
tell
her
what
it
was
;
he
would
only
say
that
he
was
worried
to
death
.
At
last
she
forced
him
to
confess
that
he
had
got
into
debt
and
was
being
dunned
by
tradesmen
.
The
life
into
which
she
had
led
him
had
made
him
spend
more
money
than
he
could
afford
,
and
ashamed
of
his
cheap
clothes
at
the
grand
parties
to
which
she
took
him
,
he
had
gone
to
an
expensive
tailor
and
ordered
himself
new
suits
.
He
had
backed
a
horse
*
hoping
to
make
enough
money
to
get
square
and
the
horse
was
beaten
.
To
Julia
it
was
a
very
small
sum
that
he
owed
,
a
hundred
and
twenty
-
five
pounds
,
and
she
found
it
absurd
that
anyone
should
allow
a
trifle
like
that
to
upset
him
.
She
said
at
once
that
she
would
give
it
to
him
.
"
Oh
,
I
couldn
’
t
.
I
couldn
’
t
take
money
from
a
woman
.
"
He
went
scarlet
;
the
mere
thought
of
it
made
him
ashamed
.
Julia
used
all
her
arts
of
cajolery
.
*
She
reasoned
,
she
pretended
to
be
affronted
,
she
even
cried
a
little
,
and
at
last
as
a
great
favour
he
consented
to
borrow
the
money
from
her
.
Next
day
she
sent
him
a
letter
in
which
were
bank
notes
to
the
value
of
two
hundred
pounds
.
He
rang
her
up
and
told
her
that
she
had
sent
far
more
than
he
wanted
.
"
Oh
,
I
know
people
always
lie
about
their
debts
,
"
she
said
with
a
laugh
.
"
I
’
m
sure
you
owe
more
than
you
said
.
"
"
I
promise
you
I
don
’
t
.
You
’
re
the
last
person
I
’
d
lie
to
.
"
"
Then
keep
the
rest
for
anything
that
turns
up
.
I
hate
seeing
you
pay
the
bill
when
we
go
out
to
supper
.
And
taxis
and
all
that
sort
of
thing
.
"
"
No
,
really
.
It
’
s
so
humiliating
.
"
"
What
nonsense
!
You
know
I
’
ve
got
more
money
than
I
know
what
to
do
with
.
Can
you
grudge
me
the
happiness
it
gives
me
to
get
you
out
of
a
hole
?
"
"
It
’
s
awfully
kind
of
you
.
You
don
’
t
know
what
a
relief
it
is
.
I
don
’
t
know
how
to
thank
you
.
"
But
his
voice
was
troubled
.
Poor
lamb
,
he
was
so
conventional
.
But
it
was
true
,
it
gave
her
a
thrill
she
had
never
known
before
to
give
him
money
;
it
excited
in
her
a
surprising
passion
.
And
she
had
another
scheme
in
her
head
which
during
the
fortnight
Tom
was
to
spend
at
Taplow
she
thought
she
could
easily
work
.
Tom
’
s
bed
-
sitting
room
in
Tavistock
Square
had
at
first
seemed
to
her
charming
in
its
sordidness
,
and
the
humble
furniture
had
touched
her
heart
.
But
time
had
robbed
it
of
these
moving
characteristics
.
Once
or
twice
she
had
met
people
on
the
stairs
and
thought
they
stared
at
her
strangely
.
There
was
a
slatternly
housekeeper
who
made
Tom
’
s
room
and
cooked
his
breakfast
,
and
Julia
had
a
feeling
that
she
knew
what
was
going
on
and
was
spying
on
her
.
Once
the
locked
door
had
been
tried
while
Julia
was
in
the
room
,
and
when
she
went
out
the
housekeeper
was
dusting
the
banisters
.
She
gave
Julia
a
sour
look
.
Julia
hated
the
smell
of
stale
food
that
hung
about
the
stairs
and
with
her
quick
eyes
she
soon
discovered
that
Tom
’
s
room
was
none
too
clean
.
The
dingy
curtains
,
the
worn
carpet
,
the
shoddy
furniture
;
it
all
rather
disgusted
her
.
Now
it
happened
that
a
little
while
before
,
Michael
,
always
on
the
look
out
for
a
good
investment
,
had
bought
a
block
of
garages
near
Stanhope
Place
.
