Part 2 In the late afternoon, as Ann Veronica was gathering flowers for the dinnertable, her father came strolling across the lawn toward her with an affectation of great deliberation. “I ought never have gone to the Zoo, I suppose. “I saw his face in a mirror. \"Well, my Advanced Trig book weighs about two tons, then there is my Poli-Sci book, which is smaller but kind of fat, I've got a speech to write for a meet next week, so I've got a Trapper Keeper just for speeches, you know. The man who sat behind a pigeon-hole, and regulated the comings and goings, was for a moment absent. Their conversation was conducted in the flash language, and, though unintelligible to Wood, was easily comprehended by this companion, who learnt, to her dismay, that the wounded man had received his hurt from her son, whose courage and dexterity formed the present subject of their discourse. “Ohmigod, Katy, you fucking killed her!” A trio of girls sniggered. " The Wastrel tried to reach Ruth's lips.
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