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'Sit down,' he said.
When he came back, she noticed that the new drink was dark amber with the quantity of whisky in it.
'Darling, shall I get your slippers?'
'No.'
She watched him as he began to sip the dark yellow drink, and she could see little oily swirls in the liquid because it was so strong.
'I think it's a shame,' she said, 'that when a policeman gets to be as senior as you, they keep him walking about on his feet all day long.'
He didn't answer, so she bent her head again and went on with her sewing; but each time he lifted the drink to his lips, she heard the ice cubes clinking against the side of the glass.
'Darling,' she said. 'Would you like me to get you some cheese? I haven't made any supper because it's Thursday.'
'No,' he said.
'If you're too tired to eat out,' she went on, 'it's still not too late. There's plenty of meat and stuff in the freezer, and you can have it right here and not even move out of the chair.'
Her eyes waited on him for an answer, a smile, a little nod, but he made no sign.
'Anyway,' she went on, 'I'll get you some cheese and crackers first.'
'I don't want it,' he said.
She moved uneasily in her chair, the large eyes still watching his face. 'But you must have supper. I can easily do it here. I'd like to do it. We can have lamb chops. Or pork. Anything you want. Everything's in the freezer.'
'Forget it,' he said.
'But, darling, you must eat! I'll fix it anyway, and then you can have it or not, as you like.'
She stood up and placed her sewing on the table by the lamp.
'Sit down,' he said. 'Just for a minute, sit down.'
It wasn't till then that she began to get frightened.
'Go on,' he said. 'Sit down.'
She lowered herself back slowly into the chair, watching him all the time with those large, bewildered eyes. He had finished the second drink and was staring down into the glass frowning.
'Listen,' he said, 'I've got something to tell you.'
'What is it, darling? What's the matter?'
He had become absolutely motionless, and he kept his head down so that the light from the lamp beside him fell across the upper part of his face, leaving the chin and mouth in shadow. She noticed there was a little muscle moving near the corner of his left eye.
'This is going to be a bit of a shock to you, I'm afraid,' he said. 'But I've thought about it a good deal and I've decided the only thing to do is tell you right away. I hope you won't blame me too much.'
And he told her. It didn't take long, four or five minutes at most, and she sat very still through it all, watching him with a kind of dazed horror as he went further and further away from her with each word.
'So there it is,' he added. 'And I know it's kind of a bad time to be telling you, but there simply wasn't any other way. Of course I'll give you money and see you're looked after. But there needn't really be any fuss. I hope not anyway. It wouldn't be very good for my job.'
Her first instinct was not to believe any of it, to reject it all. It occurred to her that perhaps he hadn't even spoken, that she herself had imagined the whole thing. Maybe, if she went about her business and acted as though she hadn't been listening, then later, when she sort of woke up again, she might find none of it had ever happened.
'I'll get the supper,' she managed to whisper, and this time he didn't stop her.
When she walked across the room she couldn't feel her feet touching the floor. She couldn't feel anything at all - except a slight nausea and a desire to vomit. Everything was automatic now - down the stairs to the cellar, the light switch, the deep freeze, the hand inside the cabinet taking hold of the first object it met. She lifted it out, and looked at it. It was wrapped in paper, so she took off the paper and looked at it again.
