The mother, Cathy Beck, was as patient and as charitable of an individual that Lucy had ever known, a big kindly Polish-American woman with the heart of an angel. She was aware of it now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room and pretend not to hear. " By this time, the chair had been brought into the Lodge. "Jack!" exclaimed Thames. What gave the puzzling twist to an ordinary situation was her manner: she was guileless.
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