"At a thought. Another glass, Jack. ’ ‘Yolande, my maid?’ ‘You don’t need a maid,’ Martha said stoutly. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. He was not used to not getting his way. As she went on, the story began to sound more and more like a recitation. How I envied those kids whose Moms picked them up when they got hurt or sick! I fainted in Gym Class when they made me climb the rope. “Mean as an old mule, too. He talked at the blackboard in a pleasant, very slightly lisping voice with a curious spontaneity, and was sometimes very clumsy in his exposition, and sometimes very vivid. At the same time she was wildly exultant at the resolution she had taken, the end she had made to her blunder. Most unsatisfactory. The houses loomed progressively larger as one strode up the block, growing from ranch to two-story, from squat 1950's modern to stately 1890's palace. Anna sprang to her feet with a startled cry.
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