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Chapter 2

           Idon’tsupposeyoueverhearmuchaboutthosesortofpeopleinHollywood,butmyhusbandwrotethefirstcriticismofUlyssesthateverappearedinAmerica."

           "IwishIhadacigarette,"saidMcKiscocalmly."That’smoreimportanttomejustnow."

           "He’sgotinsidesdon’tyouthinkso,Albert?"

           Hervoicefadedoffsuddenly.Thewomanofthepearlshadjoinedhertwochildreninthewater,andnowAbeNorthcameupunderoneofthemlikeavolcanicisland,raisinghimonhisshoulders.Thechildyelledwithfearanddelightandthewomanwatchedwithalovelypeace,withoutasmile.

           "Isthathiswife?"Rosemaryasked.

           "No,that’sMrs.Diver.They’renotatthehotel."Hereyes,photographic,didnotmovefromthewoman’sface.AfteramomentsheturnedvehementlytoRosemary.

           "Haveyoubeenabroadbefore?"

           "YesIwenttoschoolinParis."

           "Oh!WellthenyouprobablyknowthatifyouwanttoenjoyyourselfherethethingistogettoknowsomerealFrenchfamilies.Whatdothesepeoplegetoutofit?"Shepointedherleftshouldertowardshore."Theyjuststickaroundwitheachotherinlittlecliques.Ofcourse,wehadlettersofintroductionandmetallthebestFrenchartistsandwritersinParis.Thatmadeitverynice."

           "Ishouldthinkso."

           "Myhusbandisfinishinghisfirstnovel,yousee."

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