At luncheon, on the third day, a thick-set man with a blue jaw smiled across his table at her. In another instant, the collision took place. Her time and effort was justly rewarded, because the hard cold facts she knew about neighborhood intrigues were better than fictional soap operas. What would happen when next morning she returned to Morningside Park? He couldn’t turn her out of doors. So she took up Stevenson and began to read aloud. "Are you sure these bars touch the ground?" "They come within a yard of it," answered Jonathan. In the recess beside the fireplace were some open bookshelves.
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