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<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>My dear man, I think well manage it, with four full
days ahead ofus on this steamer!</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>He started to say something comforting, then held
it back in panic,as if in danger. Dont you dare shoot here, youllget us all into
trouble.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>While the servants straggled out with hisluggage,
he held her hand, patting it.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>The heavy curtainswere looped back with thick
cords, like ropes. There, he looks better now, doesnt he, Mary?</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Yousee, Ive been flattering myself you really
wanted to come back tome! The look in her eyes had been the meaning of life for him,
and hewas deserting it.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Shesas lively as a cricket, he
announced.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Im afraid you bored themlast evening, talking about
Italian motors. He started to say something comforting, then held it back in
panic,as if in danger.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>He startled, he sat up and gasped, at the
astonishment of hearingthe voice of Fran. Please may we fish and wadedown in the
marsh and have our lunch in the grove? What a job it is to give up the superiorityof
being miserable and self-sacrificing! Forrester came out onthe porch to greet them.
Forrester was still a young woman, and Sweet Water was a townof which great things
were expected. Hethrew his heavy black felt hat over it. Forrester came to the door
and nodded graciously, oneof the pink roses in her hand. In his agitation he
tightened his fingers on her wrist. As soon as you get this, wont you please
telephone me here, fromNaples. Dont you dare shoot here, youllget us all into
trouble.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Forrester was twenty-five years younger than her
husband, andshe was his second wife.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Kurts mother finally came up from Austria. He came
out of his silence with a consciousness that Edith waswatching him.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>All at once the breezedied, the air grew very hot,
the marsh steamed, and the birdsdisappeared. The heavy curtainswere looped back with
thick cords, like ropes. He slowly raised himself to ring for the steward. The
marble-toppedwash-stand was as big as a sideboard.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>The sound of the coming taxicab released him from
the eternity ofsitting dead in a tomb. There, he looks better now, doesnt he,
Mary?</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>It was not till late in the evening that he had his
chance. He blundered down to the drawing-room, snorting, Got to run
intoNaples.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>But he thought ve had better put off the marriage
formaybe a couple of years till ve von her over. Forrester ranher fingers through
his black hair and lightly kissed him on theforehead. He roused to hear her
bubbling, in a stormy dawn:Are you awake? Forrester came out onthe porch to greet
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