It was you! It was exactly you, but it was probably the photo they thought it was your mother! I dug it up after combing the Reader’s Guide To Periodical Literature for like, six hours straight. She felt a lump rise in her throat, for she had come to love living in America. Get all ready for his reception. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. That “entirely English” comment was said just to provoke me. ’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. But I do not need that Gérard attend. “Let us put the lamp out,” she said; “the flames are ever so much better for talking,” and Ann Veronica agreed.
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