Sl’~~wepti~othedrawing-room，MrsMallowefollowedandputanarmroundherwaist。
“I’mnot！”saidMrsHauksbee，defiantly，rummagingforherhandkerchief“I’vebeendiningoutthelasttennights，andrehearsingintheafternoonYou’dbetiredyourselfIt’sonlybecauseI’mtired。”
MrsMallowedidnotofferMrsHauksbeeanypityorasknertoliedown，butgaveheranothercupoftea，andwentonwiththetalk。
“I’vebeenthroughthattoo，dear。”shesaid。
“Iremember。”saidMrsHauksbee，agleamoffunonherface“In’84wasn’tit？Youwentoutagreatdeallessnextseason。”