He drove her home that night, kissing her again and again at stoplights. Wood's. “Tiffany’s?” He looked at her comically. A boy can forget his amatory troubles playing baseball; but a girl can't find any particular distraction in doing fancy work. “She must go her own way. She never grew angry for anything her husband did: such anger as came to her was directed against the lazy, incompetent servant who was always snooping about in the inner temple—Spurlock's study. Somebody to whom she would be necessary, who for days would have to depend upon her for the needs of life. Her parents left two weeks later, the weather still fine.
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