Mrs. Moreen had explained
that they had been obliged to secure a room for the visitor out of the
house; and Morgan's consolation--he offered it while Pemberton reflected
on the nastiness of lukewarm sauces--proved to be, largely, that his
circumstance would facilitate their escape. He talked of their
escape--recurring to it often afterwards--as if they were making up a
"boy's book" together. But he likewise expressed his sense that there
was something in the air, that the Moreens couldn't keep it up much
longer. In point of fact, as Pemberton was to see, they kept it up for
five or six months. All the while, however, Morgan's contention was
designed to cheer him. Mr. Moreen and Ulick, whom he had met the day
after his return, accepted that return like perfect men of the world. If
Paula and Amy treated it even with less formality an allowance was to be
made for them, inasmuch as Mr. Granger hadn't come to the opera after
all. He had only placed his box at their service, with a bouquet for
each of the party; there was even one apiece, embittering the thought of
his profusion, for Mr.
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