Her eyes noted it mercilessly. “John, we should be getting out of here. After all, that was life. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. Your mother, for what it’s worth to you—for there’s nothing for you here, by God!—was the woman I chose for Nicholas. Again silence. At the sound of the door Ann Veronica uncovered a tearless face, and with one swift movement assumed a conversational attitude.
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