CHAPTER XXIII. Half an
hour passed, but Jack did not make his appearance. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his
fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. CHAPTER XV. ”
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AN AFFAIR TO FORGET, 1965
“What was your real Mom like?” Michelle asked when
they were walking to school the next day. ’
‘Sir!’ came from Trodger, and the booted feet clattered off and out of the front
door. This whole affair is truly my fault. Dunstable’s contributions to the conversation were entirely in the form of
nods; whenever Alderman Dunstable praised or blamed she nodded twice or
thrice, according to the requirements of his emphasis. He was damned if he knew what to do. \"But nothing is going to
happen. '—'Oh! yes we are,' says he. And in reality even that magic garden-close resolves itself into a villa
at Morningside Park and my father being more and more cross and overbearing
at meals—and a general feeling of insecurity and futility. Nothing has been touched since.
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