‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. Her eyes where glassy and shining. Her senses were prickled when she felt a new pair of eyes upon her. . Wood, "and take your son with you. Here we are. They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times. Why on earth couldn’t he leave her to grow in her own way? Her pride rose at the bare thought of return. She felt very awkward as she stared at 103 the top of his ashen hair. And most of the others she had met had, she felt, the same steadfastness.
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