He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. ” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. ‘He had run away with a Frenchwoman, you see, but Everett Charvill—I refer to the general—took care to conceal the matter. Although she did not understand why he persisted in this pursuit of her affairs. He carried a small bag. His hands were exploring her once again in the car. ” “You disappoint me,” she said wearily. Wanton!… This, then, was what her father had meant.
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