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He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. Again, he would ask a few questions, and Ruth would answer them. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. His wife met him at the door, and into her hands he delivered his little charge. I do not think you quite understand my ideals or what is becoming as between father and daughter. She did not speak to John in the week of school left after the Prom.

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