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Chapter 18
"Champagnebeforedinner?"heasked,lookingatherinsurprise.
"Well,Ithinktheoccasioncallsforit,don’tyou?Itwasourfirst-everbreakingofrelations,andthisisourfirst-everreconciliation,"sheansweredplausibly,indicatingacomfortablechairforhimandsettlingherselfonthetawnykangaroo-furrug,lipspartedasifshehadalreadyrehearsedrepliestoanythinghemightsaynext.
Butconversationwasbeyondhim,atleastuntilhewasbetterabletoassesshermood,sohewatchedherinsilence.Untilhehadkissedherithadbeeneasytokeephimselfpartiallyaloof,butnow,seeingheragainforthefirsttimesince,headmittedthatitwasgoingtobeagreatdealharderinthefuture.
Probablyevenwhenshewasaveryoldwomanshewouldstillretainsomethingnotquitefullymatureaboutfaceandbearing;asthoughessentialwomanlinesswouldalwayspassherby.Thatcool,self-centered,logicalbrainseemedtodominatehercompletely,yetforhimsheownedafascinationsopotenthedoubtedifhewouldeverbeabletoreplaceherwithanyotherwoman.Neveroncehadhequestionedwhethershewasworththelongstruggle.Possiblyfromaphilosophicalstandpointshewasn’t.Diditmatter?Shewasagoal,anaspiration.
"You’relookingverynicetonight,Herzchen,"hesaidatlast,tippinghischampagneglasstoherinagesturehalftoast,halfacknowledgmentofanadversary.
AcoalfiresimmeredunshieldedinthesmallVictoriangrate,butJustinedidn’tseemtomindtheheat,huddledclosetoitwithhereyesfixedonhim.
