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It's a
poky little place. But - well, it doesn't matter about the house.
I called up some people to-day who have been wanting one in this
neighborhood and I'm practically sure they'll take it."
"But - you and Chris - "
"We have separated, Clay. At least, Chris has gone. There's a
long story behind it. I'm not up to telling it to-night. And this
money will end part of it. That's all I'm going to tell about the
money. It's a small sum, isn't it, to break up a family!"
"Why, it's absurd! It's - it's horrible, Audrey."
"Oh, it isn't the money. That's a trifle. I just had to have it
quickly. And when I learned I needed it of course the banks were
closed. Besides, I fancy Chris had to have all there was."
Clayton was puzzled and distressed. He had not liked Chris. He
had hated his cynicism, his pose of indifference. His very
fastidiousness had never seemed entirely genuine. And this going
away and taking all Audrey's small reserve of money -
"Where is he?"
"I don't know.


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