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Chapter 11
ThathadbeenSaturday,andthiswaslateThursdayafternoon;fivedayssittingupincrowdedtrains,chokedbycigarettesmokeandsoot.
Thebedwasrockingmonotonouslyintimetotheclickety-clickofsteelwheelspassingoverrailjoins,butMeggieturnedherheadintothepillowgratefully,andslept,andslept.
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Someonehadtakenoffhershoesandstockings,andcoveredherwithasheet;Meggiestirred,openedhereyesandlookedaround.Lukewassittingonthewindowledgewithonekneedrawnup,smoking.Hermovementmadehimturntolookather,andhesmiled.
"Anicebrideyouare!HereIamlookingforwardtomyhoneymoonandmywifeconksoutfornearlytwodays!IwasabitworriedwhenIcouldn’twakeyouup,butthepublicansaysithitswomenlikethat,thetripupinthetrainandthehumidity.Hesaidjustletyousleepitoff.Howdoyoufeelnow?"
Shesatupstiffly,stretchedherarmsandyawned,"Ifeelmuchbetter,thankyou.Oh,Luke!IknowI’myoungandstrong,butI’mawoman!Ican’ttakethesortofphysicalpunishmentyoucan."
Hecametositontheedgeofthebed,rubbingherarminarathercharminggestureofcontrition."I’msorry,Meghann,Ireallyam.Ididn’tthinkofyourbeingawoman.Notusedtohavingawifewithme,that’sall.Areyouhungry,darling?"
"Starved.
