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Widgett was a journalist and art critic, addicted to a greenish-gray tweed suit and “art” brown ties; he smoked corncob pipes in the Avenue on Sunday morning, travelled third class to London by unusual trains, and openly despised golf. For the past four weeks mirrors had been her delight, a new toy. Even that he was an interfering person, if he walked through that door this moment, she would fling herself at him and weep all over his chest. He was the social order; he was law and wisdom. She could not realize what she saw. ” He did not appear to require any answer to his question.
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