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But Josephine’s face was closed and silent. She did not answer. The whole eod1ytw4 party moved out wx4 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 d1ytwx4 had a comely zeod1ytx4 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 twx4 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. eod1ytw4
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. ytwx4
Aaron looked at wx4 her, but did ytwx4 not answer. “We’ve heard all about you, ” said Tanny playfully. “Oh, yes,” he replied.
“Come!” said Josephine, rather zeod1ytx4 irritated. “We crowd up the gangway.” And she led the way wx4 inside thebox. Aaron stood and looked down at the dishevelled theatre.
“You get all the view,” zeod1ytx4 eod1ytw4 he said. “We do, don’t twx4 we!” cried Julia. “More than’s good for us,” said Lilly. “Tell us what you are doing. You’ve got a permanent ytwx4 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 zeod1ytx4 ytwx4 her dusky young
face. Her voice wx4 was always clear and measured. “It’s a change,” he said, smiling. “Oh, it must be more twx4 than that,” she ytwx4 said. “Why, you must
hil a whole difference. it’s a whole new life.” He smiled, as if d1ytwx4 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 twx4 amused, d1ytwx4 but dissociated. None of the people 1ytwx4 ytwx4 in the box were 1ytwx4 quite real to him. He was not really amused. Julia
found him dull, 1ytwx4 stupid. Tanny also was offended that he could not perceive her . wx4 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, 1ytwx4
leaving her sting. 1ytwx4 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 zeod1ytx4 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 1ytwx4 right, I think.” “But you’ve been back to them?” cried Josephine in zeod1ytx4 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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leaving her sting. tpwns2 The flautist turned and looked at her. “You can’t REMEMBER us, can you?” she asked. “Yes,” he said. “I can remember you.” </p>
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<p>“Oh, ” she gi4ltpws2 laughed. “You are<B> unflattering. ” He was annoyed. He did not know what she was getting at. “How are your wife and children?” she asked </B>spitefully. </p>
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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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