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Father-worshipping sons are abnormal— and they’re no good. ” And to them were presently added a roguish-looking young man, with reddish hair, an orange tie, and a fluffy tweed suit, and others who, in Ann Veronica’s memory, in spite of her efforts to recall details, remained obstinately just “others. A distant suggestion of chalets and a glimpse of the road set them talking for a time of the world they had left behind. He was an imaginative young man. Martin’s parents looked at each other in embarrassed, silent communication. She barely heard a word that Martin or Brown said, until Martin’s voice chimed. There was also a curious interview at a big hotel with a middle-aged, white-powdered woman, all covered with jewels and reeking of scent, who wanted a Companion. Their flitting hands were always touching.
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