How would it serve Nicholas to keep the truth from his daughter? A tiny thread of disquiet troubled him. As soon as dinner was over she went into the kitchen and devoted herself to compiling a tray—not a tray merely of halfcooled dinner things, but a specially prepared “nice” tray, suitable for tempting any one. The cork came out with a loud pop, and Anna could not help wondering how it must sound to the patient little crowd outside. "See her I will. I really must leave you now. There it was—to be borrowed. Courtlaw,” she remarked. A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. She watched as his headlights flooded the driveway and many minutes after his car was gone. The trader you spoke about: he disliked your father, didn't he? Well, he probably played your father a horrible practical joke.
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