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Chapter 19
Manymenwithabominablewiveshavesucceededverywell,andjustasmanywithquiteperfectwiveshaven’tsucceededatall.Inthelongrunitdoesn’tmatter,becauseit’sthecaliberofthemanwhichisputtothetest.Therearefewmenwhomarryforreasonspurelypolitic."
Thatoldabilitytoputherinherplacecouldstillshock;shemadehimamocksalaamtohideherface,thensatdownontherug.
"Oh,dogetup,Justine!"
Insteadshedefiantlycurledherfeetunderherandleanedagainstthewalltoonesideofthefireplace,strokingNatasha.ShehaddiscoveredonherarrivalthatafterCardinalVittorio’sdeathRainhadtakenhiscat;heseemedveryfondofit,thoughitwasoldandrathercrotchety.
"DidItellyouIwasgoinghometoDroghedaforgood?"sheaskedsuddenly.
Hewastakingacigaretteoutofhiscase;thebighandsdidn’tfalterortremble,butproceededsmoothlywiththeirtask."Youknowverywellyoudidn’ttellme,"hesaid.
"ThenI’mtellingyounow."
"Whendidyoucometothisdecision?"
"Fivedaysago.I’mleavingattheendofthisweek,Ihope.Itcan’tcomesoonenough."
"Isee."
"Isthatallyou’vegottosayaboutit?"
"Whatelseistheretosay,exceptthatIwishyouhappinessinwhateveryoudo?"Hespokewithsuchcompletecomposureshewinced.
"Why,thankyou!"shesaidairily."Aren’tyougladIwon’tbeinyourhairmuchlonger?"
"You’renotinmyhair,Justine,"heanswered.
