‘Do you think Lieutenant Boswell will be there?’ Tillie asked the other woman. ‘She thinks he’s divine.’ This one, Eva, was taller, stately, bare-fingered. ‘I do not. And so do you,’ Tillie said. ‘But you are a married woman, my dear.’ ‘You can’t expect someone to stop noticing people the minute the ring goes on,’ Tillie said. ‘I don’t. But your husband certainly does.’ In her mind Nell was writing: —ornamentation of neck, wrists, fingers —paint on face only —emphasis on lips (dark red) and eyes (black) —hips emphasized by cinching of waist —conversation competitive —the valued thing is the
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