Some automaton within her produced in a quite unfamiliar voice the remark, “They’re playing football. All that he had sown that afternoon with such infinite care was as nothing compared to this seed, cast without forethought. It did not matter that he wore the cloth; something was wrong with him. Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. Ashen blonde, a shade that would never excite the cynical commentary which men applied to certain types of blondes.
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