It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. Nothing else so quickly establishes the condition of comradeship as the sharing of a laughable incident. "Miss Enschede, you're seven kinds of a brick!" "A brick?" He chuckled. The well of tears in her eyes was dry. He turned the water off and handed her a towel. ” He dabbed with his paper-weight again, and spoke in an entirely indifferent tone. “I regret that you should ever have proposed it,” he went on. Why would your mother be so impatient?” Lucy speculated. ” “The point to note is that fundamentally you don’t want particularly to do it.
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