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Chapter 11

           Atluncheonthingswerebetteritwasalwaysafinemeal;athousandlunchesininnsandrestaurants,wagon-lits,buffets,andaeroplaneswereamightycollationtohavetakentogether.Thefamiliarhurryofthetrainwaiters,thelittlebottlesofwineandmineralwater,theexcellentfoodoftheParis-Lyons-Méditerraneegavethemtheillusionthateverythingwasthesameasbefore,butitwasalmostthefirsttriphehadevertakenwithNicolethatwasagoingawayratherthanagoingtoward.HedrankawholebottleofwinesaveforNicole’ssingleglass;theytalkedaboutthehouseandthechildren.ButoncebackinthecompartmentasilencefelloverthemlikethesilenceintherestaurantacrossfromtheLuxembourg.Recedingfromagrief,itseemsnecessarytoretracethesamestepsthatbroughtusthere.AnunfamiliarimpatiencesettledonDick;suddenlyNicolesaid:

           "ItseemedtoobadtoleaveRosemarylikethatdoyousupposeshe’llbeallright?"

           "Ofcourse.Shecouldtakecareofherselfanywhere"LestthisbelittleNicole’sabilitytodolikewise,headded,"Afterall,she’sanactress,andeventhoughhermother’sinthebackgroundsheHAStolookoutforherself."

           "She’sveryattractive."

           "She’saninfant."

           "She’sattractivethough."

           Theytalkedaimlesslybackandforth,eachspeakingfortheother.

           "She’snotasintelligentasIthought,"Dickoffered.

           "She’squitesmart."

           "Notvery,thoughthere’sapersistentaromaofthenursery."

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