He was al dressed up in a whipcord uniform, shiny Sam Browne belt and puttees. Then he began remembering the times he used to have with Hilda at Bay Head and had a long conversation with himself about love: Everything's so hel ishly sordid . humdinger. Hel , I wisht I'd never seen the inside of a real battleship, he was thinking, when Tex slipped into the seat beside him and put his hand on his knee.
We must change al that. Wel , Daughter, said Dad in his deep quiet voice, tap-ping the top of her hand, I thought so myself but I thought maybe I was prejudiced. A smel of early spring came off the fields and backlots on a raw wind that had little streaks of swampy warmth in it. Blake had been so sweet to her and they'd asked her to dinner at the Plaza and wanted to know al about Mary and that she'd had to
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