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There was a momentary and terrible silence, broken only by a few feeble groans. Saturday mornings at the Beck house were routine,
coffee, newspaper, bagels, and Looney Toons in no
particular order. He was ruffled, and his ears were red, no
doubt from some adjacent controversy. Most people, every one I
know else, seem to have mated with foreigners and to talk uneasily in unfamiliar
tongues, to be afraid of the knowledge the other one has, of the other one’s
perpetual misjudgment and misunderstandings. "Quite sorry, my good friend, there should have been any misunderstanding
between us," observed the woollen-draper. Be a good wife to
him.
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