She closed her eyes more vividly to recall some line which had carried the blot. He did not speak for a moment. She slipped it calmly into her pocket. She seized the key, and he grasped her hand and squeezed it roughly and painfully between the handle and the ward as she tried to turn it. After all, if one could wait twenty years or more in between bouts of lovemaking, one could certainly wait a few more days. She had one idea, she found, very clear in her mind—that she would get a Research Scholarship, and so contrive another year in the laboratory. Despite her busy work schedule, Sheila had always been a social person, a talker, a joiner of neighborhood groups, a town council member, a PTA worker, and a thrower of neighborhood coffee klatches. “You will not even answer my letters. I’m anxious, joyfully anxious, like a man when he has found a treasure. Like the Valades, I imagine. ” “And you have sent him about his business. Up to dinner yesterday I did not expect to come to Canton. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau.
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