Usually, she sat by the window in the late afternoons, until at some moment, remembering Stephen, she remembered that he would soon be coming home to dine. Then she went to get his dinner ready. Every day she made a list of things for the maid to buy for dinner. The maid left them neatly in the white ice box. Lisbeth cooked them, and when it was nearly time for Stephen to reach home, went and sat reading by the bedroom window that faced the street, because it pleased him to see her there, when he turned the corner …
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