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Chapter 8

           Theircheekstouchedandthentheirlipsandshegaspedhalfwithpassionforhim,halfwiththesuddensurpriseofitsforce....

           "Can’tyousendthegovernessandthechildrenawayfortheafternoon?"

           "Theyhaveapianolesson.AnyhowIdon’twanttostayhere."

           "Kissmeagain."

           Alittlelater,ridingtowardNice,shethought:SoIhavewhitecrook’seyes,haveI?Verywellthen,betterasanecrookthanamadpuritan.

           Hisassertionseemedtoabsolveherfromallblameorresponsibilityandshehadathrillofdelightinthinkingofherselfinanewway.Newvistasappearedahead,peopledwiththefacesofmanymen,noneofwhomsheneedobeyorevenlove.Shedrewinherbreath,hunchedhershoulderswithawriggleandturnedtoTommy.

           "HaveweGOTtogoallthewaytoyourhotelatMonteCarlo?"

           Hebroughtthecartoastopwithasqueakoftires.

           "No!"heanswered."And,myGod,IhaveneverbeensohappyasIamthisminute."

           TheyhadpassedthroughNicefollowingthebluecoastandbeguntomounttothemiddling-highCorniche.NowTommyturnedsharplydowntotheshore,ranoutabluntpeninsula,andstoppedintherearofasmallshorehotel.

           ItstangibilityfrightenedNicoleforamoment.AtthedeskanAmericanwasarguinginterminablywiththeclerkabouttherateofexchange.Shehovered,outwardlytranquilbutinwardlymiserable,asTommyfilledoutthepoliceblankshisreal,hersfalse.TheirroomwasaMediterraneanroom,almostascetic,almostclean,darkenedtotheglareofthesea.

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