" "Why, that must be about the time of the Great Storm," rejoined Jackson. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. “I am lonely. He first met her when he had caught her smoking behind the Joliet LaudrO-Matic one cool overcast day in late August. ’ She released the pistol which lay in her lap and gestured expressively with her hands. There’s hardly a night she doesn’t sneak out of the house. Puffy blue curtains dressed every oakstained window. There one is! The same stuff still! One has a craving in one’s blood, a craving roused, cut off from its redeeming and guiding emotional side. His father spoke for him. It’s the public entrance. “Well,” he said, argumentatively, “it IS.
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