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piece　until　her　stomach　grumbled。　By　then　there　were　stirrings　from　the

upper　quarter。　She　worked　until　he　was　in　the　bathroom　and　dallied　in

the　kitchen　until　he　returned　to　his　room。　When　he　came　downstairs；　she

was　back　at　work；　sitting　at　the　small　desk　that　stood　beneath　a　side

window　of　the　living　room。

Then　the　trouble　began。　For　nearly　ten　minutes　he　looked　over　her

shoulder　while　she　worked　as　best　she　could。　Then　he　made　a　racket　with

pots　and　pans　in　the　kitchen。　When　that　ended；　there　was　whistling；　loud

and　persistent；　the　same　tune；　over　and　over　and　over　again。

Worst　were　interruptions　of　the　〃Hey；　where　is　。。　。〃　variety。　First　it

was；　〃Hey；　wheres　the　salt？〃　Then；　〃Hey；　wheres　the　ketchup？〃　Then；

〃Hey；　wheres　the　large　spatula？〃

By　this　time　she　knew　he　was　baiting　her；　so　she　didnt　scream。　Calmly；

she　put　down　her　pen；　set　her　glasses　aside；　and　made　for　the　kitchen　to

register　a　civil　plaint。

〃Are　there　any　more？　migod；　what　are　you　doing？〃　She　ran　across　the　room；

only　to　drop　her　outstretched　arms　in　disgust　and　raise　her　eyes

heavenward　in　search　of　patience。

〃Whats　the　trouble？〃　He　was　all　innocence。

She　peered　once　more　into　the　half…empty　jar　in　his　hand。　〃Those　are　my

macadamia　nuts。　Ive　been　saving　that　itty…bitty　jar　for　this　vacation！

〃

〃So　Ill　buy　you　another　jar。　Is　money　that　tight？〃

Anne　scowled。　She　reached　for　the　jar　and　clamped　on　its　lid　before　he

could　take　more。　〃Its　not　the　money。　Its　the　principle。　I　love

macadamia　nuts。〃

〃Ill　get　you　more；〃　he　repeated　calmly。

She　returned　the　jar　to　the　cabi。　〃Can　I　trust　you　to　leave　it　alone；

or　do　I　have　to　put　it　in　my　room？〃

He　grinned　and　folded　his　arms　on　his　chest。　〃I　havent　had　macadamias

in　ages。　Id　forgotten　how　good　they　are。　But　you　can　trust　me。　At

least；　when　it　es　to　the　nuts。〃

For　a　split　second；　she　thought　she　heard　something　sexual　in　his　drawl。

Then；　dismissing　it　as　a　figment　of　her　imagination；　she　turned　and

stalked　off。

By　Monday；　a　pattern　emerged。　Anne　rose　early　each　morning　and　hiked　the

countryside。　Mitch　slept　late　enough　to　ensure　a　replenished　supply　of