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LavugHING Boy 205 a She looked back on their house, on the corral } :nd the still leafless young peach trees, visualizing | me dance, her people, and him. Her face was I —=nder, almost yearning. Then she turned away t --wards the town, and braced her shoulders. “or a moment she smiled, a war-path smile, and L se was hard. Her upper lip curled back, showing | 1er small, even, white teeth. Then her expression | ©as blank; that passive look upon her oval face | —at made one turn to it again and again, wonder- |. —: what deep, strong thoughts were going on be-
- zd the lovely mask.
LHe was in the house before her. She braced her- | = 7 again at the door, then blotted everything | =m her eyes, becoming a happy, pretty woman | s-h nothing on her mind. He rose as she en- | =-=d. He did not answer her smile or move to | Touch her; that meant there would be a scene. | C2 well! Look here, Lillian, this is getting too thick. zre I come in here just to see you — we made = date, didn’t we?—and you've gone prancing = to some dance. It won't do. I don’t ask so [ =:ch of you, but you've got to keep your dates, | x vou see? Don’t make me suspect you...’ [She hated scenes, loud voices, turmoil, pro- | mations. God damn this man. Juthla hago E mc shonk. She sat still, looking at him with