Gay, by his strokes of pleasantry, whether in his writings or conversation, never lost a friend. Part 2 In the late afternoon, as Ann Veronica was gathering flowers for the dinnertable, her father came strolling across the lawn toward her with an affectation of great deliberation. The younger of the two, who was seated next to Jack, and seemed to monopolize his attention, could not be more than seventeen, though her person had all the maturity of twenty. "Mrs. She could see over a waist high stone wall into the miniature courtyard, complete with benches only a small child could sit upon, one which had been broken in half, its two pieces left unjoined on the sandy ground. Capes saw her, felt for her, cared for her greatly, even if he did not love her. Ruth hugged the envelope and McClintock, with the end of a burnt match, drew a cabalistic sign. She could see that she was now the exclusive object of the boy’s attention. Far away there was the one woman for this boy of mine—some human being who would understand the dear fool better than all the rest of the world.
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