[any laughter that had been in her eyes before was gone now.
She nodded once, at his permission, but she makes no move to ask questions. She doesn't ask for clarification. She doesn't look doubtfully at him when he describes Simpson. There's an understanding there.
What he did doesn't matter. She knows the type too well to disbelieve]
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She nodded once, at his permission, but she makes no move to ask questions. She doesn't ask for clarification. She doesn't look doubtfully at him when he describes Simpson. There's an understanding there.
What he did doesn't matter. She knows the type too well to disbelieve]