This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. For a few moments Mr. ’ Melusine spread her hands and sighed. Diane Vorsack tried to disguise the fact that she was livid, her daughter’s buffoonery having driven off the prestigious dinner guests before the after-dinner drinks could be served. He kept at it even on those nights when the monsoon began to break with heavy storms and he had to weight down with stones everything on his table. Ruth did not consider it necessary, however, to add that she had not notified this aunt of her coming, that she did not know whether the aunt still resided in Hartford or was underground.
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