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The Clash

           Shewouldprefertodiethatwayratherthanlosehislove.Ohyes,athousandtimes!Fortunately,RitaSohlbergwasnotattheNewArtsBuilding,orSohlberg,either.Theyhadgonetoareception.NorwassheattheapartmentontheNorthSide,where,underthenameofJacobs,asAileenhadbeeninformedbythedetectives,sheandCowperwoodkeptoccasionaltryst.Aileenhesitatedforamoment,feelingituselesstowait,thensheorderedthecoachmantodrivetoherhusband’soffice.Itwasnownearlyfiveo’clock.AntoinetteandCowperwoodhadbothgone,butshedidnotknowit.Shechangedhermind,however,beforeshereachedtheofficeforitwasRitaSohlbergshewishedtoreachfirstandorderedhercoachmantodrivebacktotheSohlbergstudio.Butstilltheyhadnotreturned.Inakindofaimlessrageshewenthome,wonderinghowsheshouldreachRitaSohlbergfirstandalone.Then,tohersavagedelight,thegamewalkedintoherbag.TheSohlbergs,returninghomeatsixo’clockfromsomereceptionfartheroutMichiganAvenue,hadstopped,atthewishofHarold,merelytopassthetimeofdaywithMrs.Cowperwood.Ritawasexquisiteinapale-blueandlavenderconcoction,withsilverbraidworkedinhereandthere.Herglovesandshoeswerepungentbitsofromance,herhatadreamofgracefullines.Atthesightofher,Aileen,whowasstillinthehallandhadopenedthedoorherself,fairlyburnedtoseizeherbythethroatandstrikeher;butsherestrainedherselfsufficientlytosay,"Comein.

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