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Chapter 14
’That,oneshouldn’t!Oneshouldneverhavethemmade!’
Hebrokethecardboardphotographandmountoverhisknee,andwhenitwassmallenough,putitonthefire.
’It’llspoilthefirethough,’hesaid.
Theglassandthebackboardhecarefullytookupstairs.
Theframeheknockedasunderwithafewblowsofthehammer,makingthestuccofly.Thenhetookthepiecesintothescullery.
’We’llburnthattomorrow,’hesaid.’There’stoomuchplaster-mouldingonit.’
Havingclearedaway,hesatdown.
’Didyouloveyourwife?’sheaskedhim.
’Love?’hesaid.’DidyouloveSirClifford?’
Butshewasnotgoingtobeputoff.
’Butyoucaredforher?’sheinsisted.
’Cared?’Hegrinned.
’Perhapsyoucareforhernow,’shesaid.
’Me!’Hiseyeswidened.’Ahno,Ican’tthinkofher,’hesaidquietly.
’Why?’
Butheshookhishead.
’Thenwhydon’tyougetadivorce?She’llcomebacktoyouoneday,’saidConnie.
Helookedupathersharply.
’Shewouldn’tcomewithinamileofme.ShehatesmealotworsethanIhateher.’
’You’llseeshe’llcomebacktoyou.’
’Thatsheneverwill.That’sdone!Itwouldmakemesicktoseeher.’
’Youwillseeher.Andyou’renotevenlegallyseparated,areyou?’
’No.’
’Ahwell,thenshe’llcomeback,andyou’llhavetotakeherin.’
HegazedatConniefixedly.Thenhegavethequeertossofhishead.
’Youmightberight.Iwasafoolevertocomebackhere.ButIfeltstrandedandhadtogosomewhere.Aman’sapoorbitofawastrelblownabout.Butyou’reright.
