” John stopped by in his car to visit Lucy during the Beck’s Thanksgiving all-day dinner and football marathon. Saren and Kevin lavished compliments upon her performance that made her blush as Martin looked at her adoringly, nodding in agreement. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. And what was singular she did not recount to the doctor that morning's adventure. “Hey,” he said, his eyes slowly adjusting to the soft blackness. His gangling body was clothed in rusty twill trousers and a long black seersucker coat, buttoned to the throat, around which ran a collar which would have marked him the world over as a man of the Word. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. During the foregoing occurrences a dead calm prevailed. One night, she drew close to him in bed, trying to warm herself by embracing his back.
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