Eleanor was going to make a trip to Rome to help wind up the affairs of the office there, so they decided they'd go down on the train together and spend a few days in Nice. Daughter had done churchwork and taken around baskets to poorwhite families at Christmas time and said she'd like to do some socialservicework right here in New York. I doubt if it's oneof those stories where everything comes magically clear in the last fewpages, either. They set the wastebasket under the desk and started in on the letters again.
I made acake one night--about two weeks ago, this was--and forgot to put theflour away. Was there the faintest note of reproach in hisvoice, or was that just my imagination? Certainly Jo and I had No answer; only a loon callingacross the lake. They stared at mewith hate and supplication.
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