” He put his head on one side, pulled down the corners of his mouth, and looked at her over his glasses. The pause lengthened, and he had the satisfaction of seeing despair melt the set mockery of Spurlock's mouth. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. Her mother did not seem to like the new doctor at all, shunning him with a near superstitious dread. “Carolyn loves ‘Fiddler on the Roof. Spurlock had found the typewriter, oiled and cleaned it, and began to practise on it in the night.
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