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Well, dear, did I live up to our bargain?
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You did, said Joe. He looked at her then in such a puzzled, masculine fashion. What she had done and how she had done it was plainly such a mystery to him.
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You did,
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Thank you, love, she answered. And in a moment or two she murmured,
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Have them again in the Fall if you like.
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No, said Joe.
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Once was enough.
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Now, she asked herself the next day,
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She was almost speaking aloud. She was growing so accustomed to these sociable little chats with herself.
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It means that I am getting on. But Fanny Carr will still be about. She won't come here except just enough to keep up appearances, but she'll still have her business dealings with Joe in the management of her property. He means to keep in touch, he said, 'with a few of them'--meaning her, of course--and his tone conveyed quite plainly that I am to leave him alone in that until I can produce friends of my own. Whereupon, my dear, she threw up her hands,
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And she gave an angry, baffled sigh.
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Oh, damn New York!
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mean in this town? Who was moral? Fanny Carr? Did these wives and divorcees do any good with their
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lives? She recalled what Mrs. Grewe had said:
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And whether you marry or whether you don't, for the life of me I can't see any difference. And again:
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With your face and figure, my dear, you don't have to put up with any one man.
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What kind of a life am I going to find? I'm going to stay with my husband--that's sure. I'm in love with him and he with me. That much is decided.
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and look on the bright side of things. In the next few weeks she busied herself with the small affairs of her household. There was plenty to occupy her mind. There were finishing touches to give to the rooms; there were Spring clothes to buy for Susette; and the baby was ready for short dresses and a baby carriage. There was the life in the nursery, a cheerful little world in itself. There was Martha, grown more friendly now, and Emily and the new waitress, Anne, and the telephone girl and the chauffeur and the clerks in various shops who had become acquaintances--altogether quite a circle of people who greeted Ethel on her rounds. One day as she passed a laundry shop she spied this sign in the window:
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Fine linen respectfully treated. And Ethel chuckled at the thought that she herself was treated like that. On the whole it was rather pleasant, though, and she made the most of it. She was being carefully