As she went on, the story began to sound more and more like a recitation. ’” “I have no choice,” Anna declared. “Dear me! I wonder what I ought to do. ’ Disappointment flooded her. My son is going to build a spaceship to Mars someday right in this room. Just sit down on that stool again and let’s talk of this in cold blood. She liked the animated eagerness of his manner. I must tell somebody—and you would understand. I hope she falls off the face of the planet. "I've a good deal to do. She felt a lump rise in her throat, for she had come to love living in America.
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