All the world over a wedding procession arouses laughter and derision in the bystanders. Mercifully, John had been sick for two of the three days of Thanksgiving week, giving her reprieve from both his presence and the machinations of Katy Pfister, who was always less active on days when he was not around. “I wonder,” she said, “why one writes him sentences like that? It’ll have to go,” she decided, “I’ve written too many already. The farmer had become obsessed with her and asked her to marry. I am a man—of a sort of experience. “Queer letters he writes,” she said. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned.
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