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Jenny met him at the station, kissed him and clung to his arm in the car all the way to the Ambassador Hotel. "Well, the man came," she cried. "I never thought I'd get him to come. I never did."
Her accent betrayed an effort at control. The emphatic "Geeze! " with all the wonder, horror, disgust or admiration she could put in it was gone, but there was no mild substitute, no "swell" or "grand. " If her mood required expletives outside her repertoire, she kept silent.