He said nothing. And in reality even that magic garden-close resolves itself into a villa at Morningside Park and my father being more and more cross and overbearing at meals—and a general feeling of insecurity and futility. Any natural fineness would be numbed by drink. She returned home through a world that was as roseate as it had been gray overnight. Her gaze flickered down to his pistol. He's settling an account in the house.
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