‘From the convent, where else?’ ‘It does not strike me that you can possibly have been in a convent. "Did I hear you …" began McClintock. Men are against her. He mumbled an apology and then stopped short. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. ” She seated herself in a loose and easy attitude and surveyed the backs of the Avenue houses; then her eyes wandered to where the new red-and-white villas peeped among the trees. “You come into these sordid surroundings—you mustn’t mind my calling them sordid—and it makes them seem as though they didn’t matter. ” She had no way of retaliating, so she made a decision. Books; an inexplicable hunger to be satisfied.
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