He was continually dramatizing the future, anticipating the singular role he had elected to play. “There is my aunt,” she said. “I’d chuck this lark right off if I were you, Vee,” he said. There’s something— something ADULT about you. She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. Whatever she does is minimized.
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