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"
Heaven
knows
.
It
seems
my
fate
to
fret
away
my
years
in
this
country
.
Not
for
a
second
do
I
regret
being
American
--
indeed
,
I
think
that
a
regret
typical
of
very
vulgar
people
,
and
I
feel
sure
we
are
the
great
coming
nation
--
yet
"
--
and
she
sighed
--
"
I
feel
my
life
should
have
drowsed
away
close
to
an
older
,
mellower
civilization
,
a
land
of
greens
and
autumnal
browns
--
"
Amory
did
not
answer
,
so
his
mother
continued
:
"
My
regret
is
that
you
have
n't
been
abroad
,
but
still
,
as
you
are
a
man
,
it
's
better
that
you
should
grow
up
here
under
the
snarling
eagle
--
is
that
the
right
term
?
"
Amory
agreed
that
it
was
.
She
would
not
have
appreciated
the
Japanese
invasion
.
"
When
do
I
go
to
school
?
"
"
Next
month
.
You
'll
have
to
start
East
a
little
early
to
take
your
examinations
.
After
that
you
'll
have
a
free
week
,
so
I
want
you
to
go
up
the
Hudson
and
pay
a
visit
.
"
"
To
who
?
"
"
To
Monsignor
Darcy
,
Amory
.
He
wants
to
see
you
.
He
went
to
Harrow
and
then
to
Yale
--
became
a
Catholic
.
I
want
him
to
talk
to
you
--
I
feel
he
can
be
such
a
help
--
"
She
stroked
his
auburn
hair
gently
.
"
Dear
Amory
,
dear
Amory
--
"
"
Dear
Beatrice
--
"
