never complain ." what about the frosts ?"
sue and jack were nathan's very special friends . they were also rose;s very special friends but they were not my special friends . the reserve , in fact , for i was ( sue had been heard to say ) a husband snatcher and a home breaker .
i coulsd not deny either .
as a result , nathan was frequently invited to their house a couple of streets away to cozy evenings but i was not . what they talked about i don't know , and i never inquired .( sometimes i amused myself by imagining the conversational hole around which these special friends tiptoed .) was nathan disloyal > no , he needed to see his old friends but nobody , nobody , appeared to note the irony in the siuation : both frosts were on their second marriage .
"would they come do you think ?
the hissing noise that meant " i don't think so " issued from nathan and his eyes flicked to the painting above the mantelpiece . it was of priac bay in cornwall , by a local artist , and rather dull . but nathan liked it . and frequently i caught him peering into the turquoise - paint depths of thge sea at the base of cliffs .
"no , " he said .
the outlook on the friend front was grim ." waht about the lockharts ?" the lockharts were also friends of nathan and rose .
nathan sprang to his feet and removed a fleck of something from the bottom right - hand corner of the painting "minty . it's no use flogging dead horses . they feel strongly ...."
he did not have ot finished the sentence .
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