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"
No
,
Mother
.
I
didn
’
t
go
into
details
very
much
,
"
said
the
girl
.
"
I
’
ll
probably
get
a
chance
to
talk
to
him
again
.
He
’
s
in
the
bar
all
day
long
.
"
"
Did
he
say
he
thought
there
was
a
chance
he
might
get
-
you
know
-
funny
or
anything
?
Do
something
to
you
!
"
"
Not
exactly
,
"
said
the
girl
.
"
He
had
to
have
more
facts
,
Mother
.
They
have
to
know
about
your
childhood
-
all
that
stuff
.
I
told
you
,
we
could
hardly
talk
,
it
was
so
noisy
in
there
.
"
"
Well
.
How
’
s
your
blue
coat
?
"
"
All
right
.
I
had
some
of
the
padding
taken
out
.
"
"
How
are
the
clothes
this
year
?
"
"
Terrible
.
But
out
of
this
world
.
You
see
sequins
-
everything
,
"
said
the
girl
.
"
How
’
s
your
room
?
"
"
All
right
.
Just
all
right
,
though
.
We
couldn
’
t
get
the
room
we
had
before
the
war
,
"
said
the
girl
.
"
The
people
are
awful
this
year
.
You
should
see
what
sits
next
to
us
in
the
dining
room
.
At
the
next
table
.
They
look
as
if
they
drove
down
in
a
truck
.
"
