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Chapter 9

           Nicolewaitedtillhewasoutofsightbehindthewell;thenshewentintothehouseandtookupthephone.

           "Nicole,commentvas-tu?"

           "Dick’shome."

           Hegroaned.

           "MeetmehereinCannes,"hesuggested."I’vegottotalktoyou."

           "Ican’t."

           "Tellmeyouloveme."Withoutspeakingshenoddedatthereceiver;herepeated,"Tellmeyouloveme."

           "Oh,Ido,"sheassuredhim."Butthere’snothingtobedonerightnow."

           "Ofcoursethereis,"hesaidimpatiently."Dickseesit’soverbetweenyoutwoit’sobvioushehasquit.Whatdoesheexpectyoutodo?"

           "Idon’tknow.I’llhaveto"Shestoppedherselffromsaying"towaituntilIcanaskDick,"andinsteadfinishedwith:"I’llwriteandI’llphoneyouto-morrow."

           Shewanderedaboutthehouserathercontentedly,restingonherachievement.Shewasamischief,andthatwasasatisfaction;nolongerwassheahuntressofcorralledgame.YesterdaycamebacktohernowininnumerabledetaildetailthatbegantooverlayhermemoryofsimilarmomentswhenherloveforDickwasfreshandintact.Shebegantoslightthatlove,sothatitseemedtohavebeentingedwithsentimentalhabitfromthefirst.WiththeopportunisticmemoryofwomenshescarcelyrecalledhowshehadfeltwhensheandDickhadpossessedeachotherinsecretplacesaroundthecornersoftheworld,duringthemonthbeforetheyweremarried.

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