Just to escape with Patty into that wild kingdom of the mind
where the sun never set!
When he returned home that evening, his mother met him as he entered the
hall, and followed him upstairs.
"It is a beautiful evening for the dance, dear. They are having the
garden illuminated."
Though he smiled back at her, his smile had that dreamy remoteness, that
look of meaning more than it revealed, which was bewildering to an acute
and practical intelligence. From long and intimate association with her
husband, Mrs. Culpeper was accustomed to dealing with ponderous barriers
to knowledge; but this plastic and variable substance of Stephen's
resistance, gave her an uncomfortable feeling of helplessness. Even when
her son acquiesced, as he did usually in her demands, she suspected that
his acquiescence was merely on the surface, that in the depths of his
mind he was, as she said to herself resentfully, "holding something
back."
"Margaret is looking so sweet," she began in her smoothest tone.
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