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. She did not forge a note. They sat in the windowed booth at the restaurant across from each other. Yet in some hidden corner was a vein of sentiment, of which for the first time in his later life he was now unexpectedly aware. You used to beg me for hours at a time to give it all up, never to go near the ‘Ambassador’s’ again. She tried for her usual confident tone, but only succeeded in sounding gruff, even to her own ears. During the week, her uniform was the blue and white scrubs of a nurse, the job she had suffered at for twenty-seven years. Sheppard, fixing her glazing eyes upon him. It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park. A little Cockney recovered it, and made ridiculous attempts to get to her and replace it. As far as I recollect, there were two. At this moment, Davies, who had completed his preparations, extinguished the torch.
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