Without a word or a gesture, the Wastrel turned and staggered forth, out of the
orbit of these two, having been thrust into it for a single purpose already
described. "What! refuse to see a person who desires to speak with
me. Ann Veronica looked bright and a little elated, and she disregarded her father’s
invitation to be seated. Other things came. “And as for praying for faith—this sort of monologue is about as near as any
one of my sort ever gets to prayer. He pulled
on his pants, his yellow shirt with the ridiculous horse
logo, his brown socks, and shoes. Kneebone's special consumption, she added a few
impromptu dishes, tossed off in her best style; such as lamb chops, broiled
kidneys, fried ham and eggs, and toasted cheese.
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