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sake.’
‘You can’t see me home if that’s what you mean?’
‘You’ve made other arrangements.’
‘I don’t know what you mean by that. You’re just as selfish
as all the rest of them. You only think of yourself. It’s not my
fault if my aunt’s queer.’
She quickly wrote out his bill and left him. Philip knew
very little about women, or he would have been aware that
one should accept their most transparent lies. He made up
his mind that he would watch the shop and see for certain
whether Mildred went out with the German. He had an un-
happy passion for certainty. At seven he stationed himself
on the opposite pavement. He looked about for Miller, but
did not see him. In ten minutes she came out, she had on
the cloak and shawl which she had worn when he took her
to the Shaftesbury Theatre. It was obvious that she was not
going home. She saw him before he had time to move away,
started a little, and then came straight up to him.
‘What are you doing here?’ she said.
‘Taking the air,’ he answered.
‘You’re spying on me, you dirty little cad. I thought you
was a gentleman.’
‘Did you think a gentleman would be likely to take any
interest in you?’ he murmured.
There was a devil within him which forced him to make
matters worse. He wanted to hurt her as much as she was
hurting him.
‘I suppose I can change my mind if I like. I’m not obliged
to come out with you. I tell you I’m going home, and I won’t

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