“Do you want some of mine?” “Yes. If you can imagine it, I survived it. Fritz flailed against his mother wildly, crying generous tears. He hadn't gambled or played the horses or hit the booze back there in little old New York…. He looked fiercely and inquiringly from one to the other of his companions; but, though both of them were excessively frightened, neither appeared guilty. Then she cursed herself for his eyes went to the letter and came back to her face. She fixed her brilliant eyes upon him. “Ah, Vee,” he said, “that’s better! and kissed her back rather clumsily.
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