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           Shewouldhavelikedtoaskhimwhathewasgrinningat,butdarednot;forsheknew;hewasnotangrywithher,shecouldhavebornethat,hewasmerelydiverted.Shewasbitterlyhurt.Shewouldhavecried,butthathewouldonlylaugh.Andwhatcouldshesaytohim?Hebelievednothingshesaid.Acting!Foronceshewasatalosshowtocopewithasituation.Shewasupagainstsomethingthatshedidnotknow,somethingmysteriousandratherfrightening.Couldthatbereality?Atthatmomenttheyheardacardriveup.

           "There’syourfather,"sheexclaimed.

           Whatarelief!Thescenewasintolerable,andshewasthankfulthathisarrivalmustendit.InamomentMichael,veryhearty,withhischinthrustoutandhisbellypulledin,lookingforallhisfiftyoddyearsincrediblyhandsome,burstintotheroomand,inhismanlyway,thrustouthishandtogreet,afterasixmonths’absence,hisonlybegottenson.