Winters comes back and starts talking at her
improvingly. The walk seems to take her directly to the nearest Subway--and
so to the Pennsylvania Station, where, after she has acquired a timetable
of trains to Melgrove, she seems to be a good deal happier than she has
been for some time. At least as she is going up the cake-colored stairs to
the Arcade again she cannot help taking the last one with an irrepressible
skip.
XXXVII
Oliver had quite a little time to think things over as the two-seater
purred along smooth roads toward New York. The longer he thought them over,
the less amiable some few of the things appeared. He formed and rejected
a dozen more or less incredible hypotheses as to what possible connection
there could be between Mrs. Severance and Sargent Piper--none of them
seemed to fit entirely and yet there must be something perfectly simple,
perfectly easy to explain--only what on earth could it be?
He went looking through his mind for any scraps that might possibly piece
together--of course he hadn't known Peter since College without finding out
that in spite of their extreme politeness toward each other, Peter's mother
and father really didn't get on.
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