Everything was fresh and bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the wayside. The old fool’s been working on you through your sister to keep off the stage. Stanley, whose family had been by any reckoning inconsiderable—to use the kindliest term. Life is a patchwork of impressions, of vanishing personalities. Too bad he’s not interested in any girl who’s not a musician.
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