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William instead. I remember seeing a gentleman hand a
whole bunch of roses to Ro Dingley at the old Dingley
Falls station when she came back from France in 1924,
but that wasn't for love, just tennis. Oh, I wish I had a
granddaughter. Isn't that something, William, that Bill's
granddaughter is already a grown woman, and a
doctor, and I remember when Ruth was only eleven
and outscored you and Ernie Ransom both at
shuffleboard that Fourth of July?"
"Rubbish. She did not."
"She did so, I remember it too." Deeds nodded. He
knew very well that Bredforet wanted to accompany
him to the train station, but was too stubborn to invite
him. Deeds chuckled as he waved from the car window
at his bored employer, who had early on given his life
over to hobbies, like lechery, that were fun for the short
run but that could not go the distance, that lacked the
stamina to jog along with time. As opposed to hobbies
like gardening. Or raising a family who would give you
grandchildren.
In his garden, Ernest Ransom rested after a two-