"Tomorrow I shall have a visitor. “Can’t you SEE how things are?” she said. He forgot for the moment his own self-pity, the egotism of his own passionate love. The elastic spirits of youth resumed their sway; and, before the coach stopped, his tears had ceased to flow. It was a different world. She was glad not to be baking in it anymore, or feeling the fiberglass splinters 64 invading her rear end from sitting on the bleachers.
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