” “You’ll get them,” he said. Diane did not hear the footsteps on her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock being compromised. Probably he taught me what a joke was merely to irritate my father; for suddenly Father stopped my going to the store for things and sent our old Kanaka cook instead. “Women know these things by instinct,” she answered. She had unaccountable gleams of sympathy with and liking for him. The truth was impossible, indecent. “I don’t think she quite sees the harm of those people or the sort of life to which they would draw her,” she said. Wood in the deepest mourning.
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