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THREE:They drove on a little way in silence, for Mrs Keeling��s utterance got a little choked up with pride and gratification, like a congested gutter, and in all her husband��s mental equipment there was nothing that could be responsive to these futilities. They evoked nothing whatever in him; he had not the soil from which they sprang, which Mrs Keeling had carted into her own psychical garden in such abundance since she had become Lady Mayoress. Besides, for the present there{250} was nothing real to him, not the lunch, not the public recognition, not the impending Club election, except that moment when he had fixed Norah��s glance, drawn it to himself as on an imperishable thread across the crowded rooms, when he rose to reply. He almost wished his wife would go on talking again: her babble seemed to build a wall round him, which cutting him off by its inanity from other topics that might engage him, left him alone with Norah. Very soon his wish was fully gratified."We've got a letter for you from her!" exclaimed Camille.

FORE:��Who��d have thought it, do you ask?�� he said. ��Why, I thought it; I knew it all along, I may say.�� FORE:Lady Keeling clapped her soft fat hands together."She told us about it. And you needn't look so disturbed; she only praised you."