” “What is there to be feared?” he asked her quietly. It has all been a mistake. And if he didn’t, what was the good of seeing him? “I wish he was a woman,” she said, “then I could make him my friend. Her eye wandered quickly over that riotous and disorderly assemblage, until it settled upon one group more riotous and disorderly than the rest, of which her son formed the principal figure. The teacher droned on and on about the mournful funerary love of Romeo and Juliet, a tale she had long since tired of.
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