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But Josephine’s face was closed and  silent.   She  did  not answer. The  whole  cwsao3th   party  moved  out   tkh  on  to  the  crimson-carpeted gangway. Groups of people stood 


about chatting, men and women were phiing  along,   to  hi visits or to find drinks. Josephine’s party stared around, talking  desultorily.   And   


at length they perceived Jim stalking along, leading Aaron Sisson by the  arm.   Jim  was grinning, the flautist looked unwilling. He  sao3tkh  had a comely  dcwsao3kh  appearance, in  his  white  shirt 


— a certain comely blondness and  repose.   And  as  much  a  gentleman    as    anybody. “Well!” cried Josephine to him.  “How  do   3tkh  you  come  here?” 



“I play the  flute, ”  he  answered,   as  he  shook  hands. The  little  crowd  stood  in  the  gangway   and    talked. “How  wonderful  of  you  to  be   here!”    cried    Julia.   cwsao3th  




He laughed. “Do you think so?” he answered. “Yes, I do. —  It  seems  so  FAR  from  Shottle  House  and Christmas Eve.— Oh, wasn’t it exciting!” cried Julia.   o3tkh  



Aaron  looked  at  tkh     her,       but    did  o3tkh     not    answer. “We’ve  heard  all  about  you, ”  said  Tanny    playfully. “Oh, yes,” he replied. 



“Come!” said Josephine,  rather   dcwsao3kh  irritated.   “We  crowd  up the gangway.” And she led the way  tkh  inside thebox. Aaron stood and looked  down  at  the  dishevelled  theatre. 




“You get all the view,”  dcwsao3kh   cwsao3th  he said. “We do, don’t  3tkh  we!” cried Julia. “More than’s good for us,” said Lilly. “Tell us what you are doing. You’ve got  a  permanent   o3tkh  job?” 



asked Josephine. “Yes — at present.” “Ah! It’s more  interesting  for  you  than  at  Beldover. ” She had taken her seat. He looked down at  dcwsao3kh    o3tkh  her  dusky  young 



face. Her voice  tkh  was always clear and measured. “It’s a change,” he said, smiling. “Oh, it must be more  3tkh  than that,” she  o3tkh  said. “Why,   you  must 



hil a whole difference. it’s a whole new life.” He smiled, as if  sao3tkh  he were  laughing  at  her  silently.   She flushed. “But isn’t it?” she persisted. 



“Yes. It can be,” he replied. He looked as if he were quietly  3tkh   amused,   sao3tkh   but  dissociated. None of the people  ao3tkh   o3tkh  in the box were  ao3tkh  quite real to him. He was  not  really  amused.   Julia 


found him dull,  ao3tkh  stupid. Tanny also was offended that he could  not  perceive  her  .   tkh   The men remained practically silent. “You’re a chap I always hoped would turn  up  again, ”  said 


Jim. “Oh,   yes!”  replied  Aaron,   smiling  as    if    amused. “But perhaps he doesn’t  like  us!  Perhaps  he’s  not  glad that we turned up,” said Julia,   ao3tkh  




leaving her sting.  ao3tkh  The flautist turned and looked at her. “You  can’t  REMEMBER  us,     can   you?”    she  asked. “Yes,” he said. “I can remember you.” 



“Oh, ”  she  dcwsao3kh   laughed.       “You    are   unflattering.   ” He was annoyed. He did not know what  she  was  getting  at. “How are your wife  and  children?”  she  asked spitefully. 



“All  ao3tkh  right, I think.” “But you’ve been back to them?” cried Josephine  in   dcwsao3kh  dismay. He looked at her, a slow, half smiling look,   but  did  not 





speak. “Come  and  have  a  drink.   Damn  the  women, ”  said  Jim uncouthly, seizing Aaron by the arm and dragging him off. The party stayed to  the  end  of  the  interminable  opera. 
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<p align="right">speak. “Come  and  have  a  drink.   Damn  the  women, ”  said  Jim uncouthly, seizing Aaron by the arm and dragging him off. The party stayed to  the  end  of  the  interminable  opera. 
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