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It's wonderful. Well, come in," she said. "Well make a pot of coffee and celebrate. No. " Her bedroom was consistent with her parlor: it perpetuated the same camping-out atmosphere; crates and suitcases, everything packed and ready to go, like the belongings of a criminal who feels the law not far behind. In the parlor there was no conventional furniture, but the bedroom had the bed itself, a double one at that, and quite flashy: blond wood, tufted satin. She left the door of the bathroom open, and conversed from there; between the flushing and the brushing, most of what she said was unintelligible, but the gist of it was: she supposed I knew Mag Wildwood had moved in and wasn't that convenient?
No. Because I'm not a cold plate of m-m-macaroni. I'm a warm-hearted person. " "Okay. You've got a warm heart. But if I were a man on my way to bed, I'd rather take along a hot-water bottle. " "You won't hear any squawks out of José," she said complacently, her needles flashing in the sunlight. "What's more, I am in love with him. Do you realize I've knitted ten pairs of Argyles in less than three months? " She stretched the sweater and tossed it aside. "What's the point, though? Sweaters in Brazil.
The money! " She shrugged. "A few extra trips to the powder room. Promise me, though. " I started to kiss her, but she held out her hand "Gimme," she said, tapping the bulge in my pocket. "I'm afraid it isn't much," and it wasn't: a St. Christopher's medal. But at least it came from Tiffany's. Holly was not a girl who could keep anything, and surely by now she has lost that medal, left it in a suitcase or some hotel drawer. But the bird cage is still mine. I've lugged it to New Orleans, Nantucket, all over Europe, Morocco, the West Indies.