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Always thinking of himself last. People make so many
demands on him, and he takes their problems so to
heart, he's simply too good to say no and there are
those who will take advantage of his thoughtfulness."
"Exactly," Highwick hurled out at her with what he
intended as a smile. "I'm just making tea now. Will
you?"
"No, no." She fluttered away. "I'll see you tonight at
the Ransoms', won't I? But now I think I ought to trot
down to High Street and wait there in the car for
Jonathan." Her voice sang out.
"I'm driving him to Argyle. His tinted lenses came in,
you know."
"I know. I took the call," fired back the rector while
waving a blessing at Mrs. Troyes. His heart was heaped
with coals of fire, but he had, as it were, no smoke
detector.
In his delightful study at Alexander Hamilton
Academy for Young Men, the handsome headmaster,
Walter Saar, swept with his binoculars the playing
fields, where his boys sported in white shorts.
Ray Ransom was humping Charlie Hayes again,