She dreaded to imagine it
We spoke of Lucy again. It was so stirring to think of her as a
mother. Dora told me that Lucy's husband was in the jewelry
business and quite well-to-do
She rose to go. I escorted her, continuing to question her about
Lucy, Dannie, her husband. It would have been natural for me to
take her out by way of my private little corridor, but I preferred to
pilot her through my luxurious show-rooms. We found two
customers there to whom some of my office men and a designer
were showing our "line." I greeted the customers, and, turning to
Dora again, I asked her to finish an interrupted remark. We
paused by one of the windows. What she was saying about Lucy
was beginning to puzzle me. She did not seem to be pleased with
her daughter's marriage
"She has three servants and a machine," she said, with a peculiar
smile.
"She wanted it and she got what she wanted."
"Why?" I said, perplexed
"Everything is all right," she answered, with another smile
We spoke in an undertone, so that nobody could overhear us.
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