Continued from Sunday morning.
Breakfast at Tiffany's (Vintage reprint), page 73—
"Doc really loves me, you know. And I love him. He may have looked old and tacky to you. But you don't know the sweetness of him, the confidence he can give to birds and brats and fragile things like that. Anyone who ever gave you confidence, you owe them a lot. I've always remembered Doc in my prayers. Please stop smirking!" she demanded, stabbing out a cigarette. "I do say my prayers."
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She glanced at the clock. "He must be in the Blue Mountains by now."
Adapted from cover of
German edition of Cold Mountain