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Chapter 8
ItwastruethatDollyhadgivenhimapairofcufflinksatChristmas,buthethoughtthatwasonlysothatheshouldn’tfeelleftoutinthecoldbecauseshehadgivenJuliaabroochthatmusthavecostatleasttwohundredpounds.Thatmightbeonlyhercunning.Well,hecouldhonestlysayhe’dneverdoneathingtomakeherthinktherewasanythingdoing.Juliagiggled.
"No,darling,it’snotyoushe’sinlovewith."
ItwasdisconcertingthewayJuliaknewwhathewasthinking.Youcouldn’thideathingfromthatwoman.
"Thenwhydidyouputtheideaintomyhead?Iwishtogoodnessyou’dexpressyourselfsothatafellowcanunderstand."
Juliadid.
"Ineverheardsuchnonsense,"hecried."Whatafilthymindyou’vegot,Julia!"
"Comeoffit,dear."
"Idon’tbelievethere’sawordoftruthinit.AfterallI’vegoteyesinmyhead.DoyoumeantosayIshouldn’thavenoticedit?"Hewasmoreirritablethanshehadeverknownhim."AndevenifitweretrueIsupposeyoucantakecareofyourself.It’sachanceinathousand,andIthinkitwouldbemadnessnottotakeit."
"ClaudioandIsabellainMeasureforMeasurer
"That’sarottenthingtosay,Julia.Goddamnit,Iamagentleman."
"Nemomeimpunelacessit."*
Theydrovetherestofthejourneyinstormysilence.Mrs.deVrieswaswaitingupforthem.
"Ididn’twanttogotobedtillI’dseenyou,"shesaidasshefoldedJuliainherarmsandkissedheronbothcheeks.ShegaveMichaelabriskhandshake.
JuliaspentahappymorninginbedreadingtheSundaypapers.
