Well, I hope you left some suitable excuse," said her husband, somewhat appeased, as he added a dash of cayenne pepper to the soup.
   "No, I left no excuse. I told Joe to say I was out, that was all."
   "Why, my dear, I should think you'd understand by this time that people don't do such things; we've got to observe les convenancesif we ever expect to get on and keep up with the procession. If you felt that you had to leave home this afternoon,
-131-you should have left some suitable explanation for your absence.
   "This soup is really impossible; it's strange that woman hasn't learned yet to make a decent soup. Any free-lunch stand in town serves a better one. Was Mrs. Belthrop here?"
   "Bring the tray with the cards, Joe. I don't remember who was here."
   The boy retired and returned after a moment, bringing the tiny silver tray, which was covered with ladies' visiting cards. He handed it to Mrs. Pontellier.
   "Give it to Mr. Pontellier," she said.
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