“My husband and all his friends are fools, and the life they lead is impossible for me. “Do you play an instrument?” “I play the fiddle sometimes. You are restless, aggressive, critical with all the crude unthinking criticism of youth. Come along with us in the morning. ” “Much better,” she agreed. They were the same. Her usual dignified reserve had availed her nothing. ’ A laugh escaped her.
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