” “I think,” Anna said, “that it was only his manner. And one must—some of it must slip through one’s fingers. The preparations to meet him were immense, roses were planted everywhere, white and drooping with honeyed fragrance. But she was not there. Senior year started with a whimper. The candle was shaking in his hand as Ruth appeared in the doorway. “Come on. I thought Mr. As this had been Mrs.
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