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"
I
!
"
she
exclaimed
in
amazement
.
"
I
tell
Dick
what
he
should
do
or
shouldn
’
t
do
!
"
But
in
a
reticent
way
Dick
was
still
vague
and
sleepy
when
they
reached
the
pier
at
Cannes
.
Golding
buoyed
him
down
into
the
launch
of
the
Margin
whereupon
Lady
Caroline
shifted
her
place
conspicuously
On
the
dock
he
bowed
good
-
by
with
exaggerated
formality
,
and
for
a
moment
he
seemed
about
to
speed
her
with
a
salty
epigram
,
but
the
bone
of
Tommy
’
s
arm
went
into
the
soft
part
of
his
and
they
walked
to
the
attendant
car
.
"
I
’
ll
drive
you
home
,
"
Tommy
suggested
.
"
Don
’
t
bother
—
we
can
get
a
cab
.
"
"
I
’
d
like
to
,
if
you
can
put
me
up
.
"
On
the
back
seat
of
the
car
Dick
remained
quiescent
until
the
yellow
monolith
of
Golfe
Juan
was
passed
,
and
then
the
constant
carnival
at
Juan
les
Pins
where
the
night
was
musical
and
strident
in
many
languages
.
When
the
car
turned
up
the
hill
toward
Tarmes
,
he
sat
up
suddenly
,
prompted
by
the
tilt
of
the
vehicle
and
delivered
a
peroration
:
"
A
charming
representative
of
the
—
"
he
stumbled
momentarily
,
"
—
a
firm
of
—
bring
me
Brains
addled
a
l
’
Anglaise
.
"
Then
he
went
into
an
appeased
sleep
,
belching
now
and
then
contentedly
into
the
soft
warm
darkness
.
Next
morning
Dick
came
early
into
Nicole
’
s
room
.
"
I
waited
till
I
heard
you
up
.
Needless
to
say
I
feel
badly
about
the
evening
—
but
how
about
no
postmortems
?
"
"
I
’
m
agreed
,
"
she
answered
coolly
,
carrying
her
face
to
the
mirror
.
