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It broke suddenly.
Neil was at his desk in the bank on Tuesday, a week after New Year's, when honest Judd Browler, whose house was well within sight of Neil's but whom he mysteriously never seemed to encounter now, marched up and said, "Neil, as you know, I haven't got any prejudices myself, but everybody seems to think I ought to protect my wife and daughter, so maybe it would look better if you and I just didn't see each other from now on, when we can avoid it." And lumped off without waiting for an answer.