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“Come, we must go home and have some luncheon. You come to England, and hide in a secret convent in London. Mistresses neither deserve consideration nor commiseration. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. She had remained patently unavailable to him. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would sit down at the piano and play. There are sentimental and traditional deferences and reverences, I know, between father and son; but that’s just exactly what prevents the development of an easy friendship. We met dissecting dogfish.
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