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The woman in the doorway looked so harmless. Who / was to tell she had some rather startling interests?
The woman in the doorway looked like Mom in the homier political / cartoons. She was plump, apple-cheeked, white-haired. She wore a fussy, / old-fashioned nightgown, and was busily clutching a worn house-robe / around her expansive middle. She blinked at Sol Becker's rain-flattened / hair and hang-dog expression, and said: "What is it? What do you want?"