She was glad to join in the stream of hurrying homeward workers that was now welling out of a thousand places of employment, and to imitate their driven, preoccupied haste. She said that? To be closer to you?” “I think she is plotting something, though I cannot guess what. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. Man's fate is in his own hands. He’s a quiet person, and he says that quiet people should never become salesmen. When I heard about Larry I was going 159 to call you, I was, but, well, there is no excuse, is there? I acted like I was afraid of you, afraid that I liked you, so I ignored you like a coward. The girl only smiled at him serenely, but she laid her hand for a moment quietly upon his. Where even to be a Catholic, they say, is to be looked upon with scorn and disgust. Jesus! They just wouldn’t let up about you after you played the violin for them. I will light the stove, and there shall be some coffee presently.
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