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“How have you been, my dear? Up to no good, I
see. She said as much to him. She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal,
as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch. You've your own reasons, no doubt, for bringing up her son
—perhaps, I ought rather to say your son, Mr. He drove her home that night, kissing her again and
again at stoplights. “So I see that you have become content with your
hardscrabble existence, your week-to-week survival, your
Martin Chen!”
“Who?”
“Your limp-wristed lover!”
“Um. "
"My son!" echoed the widow, trembling. It seemed to make her sister downcast beyond any
precedent. The four tourists contributed varied sums: the
spinsters ten cents each, the girl a shilling, the young man a Mexican dollar. He deserves none. “I WILL be arrested! I WON’T go home!” the little old lady was
screaming over and over again. ‘Poor Hilary. 'Slife! you are wonderfully altered.
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