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out, expressing his pleasure in her company and his hope that they might have lunch together more often.
"Did he go to the Chancellor's Mansion then?" I asked.
She closed her eyes and pressed her fingertips to her temples. "I was so rattled, I can't rememberwhat he said after that." Seeing my sharp interest, she asked whether I knew what might have "come over" her husband.
"I have an idea," I admitted. "He and I had a little conversation this morning. . ." I considered whether to tell her that Maurice Stoker's apparent good behavior, if it was the result of our talk in Main Detention, was more flunkèd in its way than his former immoderacies; but I wasn't certain I could rehearse that difficult argument clearly, and so I simply cautioned her instead not to be seduced, by his new gentleness, out of her new chastity.
She frowned. "But suppose he. . . wants me for something, George? Or asks me to. . .do something for somebody? Iam his wife. . ."
Upon consideration I agreed that she
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