At last the panel swung back into the library. She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. He had not joined Orchestra in favor of Basketball. “John! Welcome! Happy Thanksgiving!” Cathy cried, ushering him deeper into the house. Anna, who had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some dark shade. But that is men all over. There was the world besides, looming darker and larger.
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