She thought of her aunt and that purse that was dropped on the table, and of many troublesome and ill-requited kindnesses; she thought of the help of the Widgetts, of Teddy’s admiration; she thought, with a new-born charity, of her father, of Manning’s conscientious unselfishness, of Miss Miniver’s devotion. Only you seem to me since the time when I knew you in Paris to have changed—to have changed in some subtle manner which I find at times utterly bewildering. “Is that not rather a profitless speculation, my friend?” He seemed deaf to her interruption. An extra pair of gym clothes materialized within fractions of a second. Her husband quickly joined the fray, making her giggle and laugh. Very well, then. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. “Idiotic, isn’t it?” “Absolutely,” she agreed coldly. He embraced her fully.
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