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Daddy! Just never mind!"<br />

"Well, I'm not sure you ought to talk like that.<br />

Anyone for seconds? No?" Ransom closed the cabinet.<br />

"Well excuse me, then. I guess I'll go watch the news.<br />

Katie, you let me know when it's time to start the<br />

charcoal." He went into his library and wondered if his<br />

daughter was really angry at him. He didn't like to think<br />

so. But she flared up as if she hated him.<br />

Kate smiled at the closing door. Then she said, "In<br />

five minutes he'll be asleep on the couch. He always is,<br />

and he always says he isn't." She ate three celery stalks<br />

stuffed with Boursin, opened the liquor cabinet, and<br />

poured herself a Scotch. "You know," she grimaced, "I<br />

don't even much like this crap, and because of dumb<br />

remarks by chauvinist pigs like Daddy, I'm going to<br />

have to drink it forever."<br />

Emerald Ransom stood to see herself in the coiled<br />

gold mirror on the wall. With both hands she brushed<br />

her hair back off her bare shoulders. Arthur and Kate<br />

watched her. She was easy to watch. She was a<br />

woman at ease with her image.<br />

In Dingley Falls on Thursday evening, meals were

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