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           "Apangshotthroughhimatthememoryofhislamplithoursinthelow-studdeddrawing-room.Fewastheyhadbeen,theywerethickwithmemories."Tomorrowevening?"Shenodded."Tomorrow;yes;butearly.I’mgoingout."ThenextdaywasaSunday,andifshewere"goingout"onaSundayeveningitcould,ofcourse,beonlytoMrs.LemuelStruthers’s.Hefeltaslightmovementofannoyance,notsomuchathergoingthere(forheratherlikedhergoingwhereshepleasedinspiteofthevanderLuydens),butbecauseitwasthekindofhouseatwhichshewassuretomeetBeaufort,whereshemusthaveknownbeforehandthatshewouldmeethim—andwhereshewasprobablygoingforthatpurpose."Verywell;tomorrowevening,"herepeated,inwardlyresolvedthathewouldnotgoearly,andthatbyreachingherdoorlatehewouldeitherpreventherfromgoingtoMrs.Struthers’s,orelsearriveaftershehadstarted—which,allthingsconsidered,wouldnodoubtbethesimplestsolution.Itwasonlyhalf-pasteight,afterall,whenherangthebellunderthewisteria;notaslateashehadintendedbyhalfanhour—butasingularrestlessnesshaddrivenhimtoherdoor.Hereflected,however,thatMrs.Struthers’sSundayeveningswerenotlikeaball,andthatherguests,asiftominimisetheirdelinquency,usuallywentearly.Theonethinghehadnotcountedon,inenteringMadameOlenska’shall,wastofindhatsandovercoatsthere.