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Chapter 12
’Sothat’swhyyou’regoing?’
’Nottohavethelove-affair,’shesaid,lookingupathim,pleading.
’Justtheappearanceofone,’hesaid.
Therewassilence.Hesatstaringoutthewindow,withafaintgrin,halfmockery,halfbitterness,onhisface.Shehatedhisgrin.
’You’venottakenanyprecautionsagainsthavingachildthen?’heaskedhersuddenly.’BecauseIhaven’t.’
’No,’shesaidfaintly.’Ishouldhatethat.’
Helookedather,thenagainwiththepeculiarsubtlegrinoutofthewindow.Therewasatensesilence.
Atlastheturnedhisheadandsaidsatirically:
’Thatwaswhyyouwantedme,then,togetachild?’
Shehungherhead.
’No.Notreally,’shesaid.
’Whatthen,really?’heaskedratherbitingly.
Shelookedupathimreproachfully,saying:’Idon’tknow.’
Hebrokeintoalaugh.
’ThenI’mdamnedifIdo,’hesaid.
Therewasalongpauseofsilence,acoldsilence.
’Well,’hesaidatlast.’It’sasyourLadyshiplikes.Ifyougetthebaby,SirClifford’swelcometoit.Ishan’thavelostanything.Onthecontrary,I’vehadaveryniceexperience,veryniceindeed!’--andhestretchedinahalf-suppressedsortofyawn.’Ifyou’vemadeuseofme,’hesaid,’it’snotthefirsttimeI’vebeenmadeuseof;andIdon’tsupposeit’severbeenaspleasantasthistime;thoughofcourseonecan’tfeeltremendouslydignifiedaboutit.’--Hestretchedagain,curiously,hismusclesquivering,andhisjawoddlyset.
’ButIdidn’tmakeuseofyou,’shesaid,pleading.
’AtyourLadyship’sservice,’hereplied.
