“You look as if you’d been on a binge,” she said. “Were you up all night?” She began to set the table for breakfast.
“For a while. I read and had some tea. Then I went back to sleep, then the baby woke me. . . . You’re not worried about the tests on the cat now, are you? I’ve never seen you up so early, not since we were first married.”
“Did I used to get up before you?” she asked, surprised, as though he had given her startling news that had some immediate relevance.
He was pouring himself coffee.
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