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"No. Not yet. 1 am sure she would like to, but so far. .. "
"You wouldn't marry her again?"
"Look, you don't seem to . . . 1 love Angela. 1 know this
weekend hasn't been . . . but 1 don't think you are giving it enough
time . 1 certainly don't feel about it all the way you do ."
A pause . "You certainly have a good time, you people ."
"Wh-a-a-at?"
She contemplated him, as he sat there with his glass in his
hand . Various little scenes from the past two days came back to her,
and she contemplated them, too, taking her time. Her smile, when
she spoke at last, was full of condemnation. "You are so pleased with
yourselves! So-content!"
"Content? You make it sound like a crime! Well, yes, 1 think 1
am content. 1 like my life." He looked at her, not long and slow, this
time, only a quick glance, unable to stand the naked blaze of her
unhappiness.
"I've missed out ," she said . "That's what I've learned from you.
I've missed out on the best relationship of them all. 1 don't have a
best friend-the ex-husband, the ex-wife ." Her laugh was a squeal of
misery.
He nodded, smiling, to acknowledge her wit.
"I'm sorry ," he said. He got up.
"If
1 were you I'd think about it.
Henry's a good chap, you know. I've learned to know him well . He's
all right."
was.
"Yes, another good friend."
"Well," he said, "I don't know what to say except that.
"You're sorry," she said finally . "And so am I."
"
He went out and up to bed , and she remained sitting where she
