For all that she was of exceptional intellectual enterprise, she had never yet considered these things with unaverted eyes. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a bundle in her arms. ” “NEVER!” Her heart sank at the change in his expression. She found the silence comforting, as old people often do. Her husband had caught her leaning over a precipice into the ruins of the oubliette, and had punished her by flogging her back with a switch. She got to the driveway and was semi-surprised to see that his car was gone. The service had not proceeded far, when she was greatly disturbed by the entrance of a person who placed himself opposite her, and sought to attract her attention by a number of little arts, surveying her, as he did so, with a very impudent and offensive stare.
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