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Beth
put
the
book
down
,
reluctantly
.
Mrs
.
Wheatley
seemed
nervous
.
“
Do
you
know
what
a
pen
pal
is
,
dear
?
”
“
Someone
you
trade
letters
with
.
”
“
Exactly
!
When
I
was
in
high
school
,
our
Spanish
class
was
given
a
list
of
boys
in
Mexico
who
were
studying
English
.
I
picked
one
and
sent
him
a
letter
about
myself
.
”
Mrs
.
Wheatley
gave
a
little
laugh
.
“
His
name
was
Manuel
.
We
corresponded
for
a
long
time
—
even
while
I
was
married
to
Allston
.
We
exchanged
photographs
.
”
Mrs
.
Wheatley
opened
her
purse
,
rummaged
through
it
and
produced
a
bent
snapshot
which
she
handed
to
Beth
.
It
was
a
picture
of
a
thin
-
faced
man
,
surprisingly
pale
-
looking
,
with
a
pencil
-
thin
mustache
.
Mrs
.
Wheatley
hesitated
and
said
,
“
Manuel
will
be
meeting
us
at
the
airport
.
”
Beth
had
no
objection
to
this
;
it
might
even
be
a
good
thing
to
have
a
Mexican
friend
.
But
she
was
put
off
by
Mrs
.
Wheatley
’
s
manner
.
“
Have
you
met
him
before
?
”
“
Never
.
”
She
leaned
over
in
her
seat
and
squeezed
Beth
’
s
forearm
.
“
You
know
,
I
’
m
really
quite
thrilled
.
”
Beth
could
see
that
she
was
a
little
drunk
.
“
Is
that
why
you
wanted
to
come
down
early
?
”
Mrs
.
Wheatley
pulled
back
and
straightened
the
sleeves
of
her
blue
cardigan
.
“
I
suppose
so
,
”
she
said
.
*
*
*
“
Si
como
no
?
”
Mrs
.
Wheatley
said
.
“
And
he
dresses
so
well
,
and
opens
doors
for
me
and
orders
dinner
beautifully
.
