There was first the Avenue,
which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an
undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either
side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. “It was,” she admitted. She stood among them, watching them and
feeling curiously alien to them. She
knew it was to be a long night, and her stomach turned
with the knowledge that Cathy and Larry Beck would be
waiting to pick her up after the questioning, which meant
they would be up all night despite the fact they both had
jobs to go to in the morning.
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