She looked at him, realized vaguely that she was being unkind, and tactless, realized that she could not help it, and said, “You are a comfort. It helps to have you to talk to. Will you call me up?” He said, “No doubt,” and went away. She forgot about him, as soon as the door closed. She put the apartment in order, regretting that the maid did not come on Sundays, because she hated to waste time doing ordinary things. She wanted to sit and think of amusing things to say to Alan. She telephoned to break a dinner eng…
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