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Deep silences came between them. Forgive me?” She pleaded. "I'd forgotten. Ann Veronica had been an ardent hockey player and had had a course of jiu-jitsu in the High School. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. Her aunt was making herself cuffs out of little slips of insertion under the newly lit lamp. Shari draped herself lazily upon her unmade bed. But in the train going home her aunt reasoned it out. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt.
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