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This was in Tennessee. Her father became much less distant towards his only daughter in the days that followed. She was trembling a little. ” “There IS something sound in that position,” said Capes, intervening as if to defend Miss Garvice against a possible attack from Ann Veronica. Her father’s ideas of expostulation were a little harsh and forcible, and over the claret-colored table-cloth and under the gas chandelier, with his hat and umbrella between them like the mace in Parliament, he and his daughter contrived to have a violent quarrel. The hansom sped through the crowded streets. The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. There was a Greyhound bus that she was overdue to ride. “Do you know him?” Lucy replied, “No, I haven’t met him. “You blithering idiot!” he exclaimed.
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