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Aunt Phœbe’s return to The Ingle-Nook blended triumph and perplexity.
“I could never have imagined a man so flimsy,” she said.
“But where are the children?” asked Aunt Phyllis.
“If all men are like him—then masculine ascendancy is an imposture.”
(“Yes, but where are the children?”)
“So a baulked tigress might feel.”
Aunt Phyllis decided to write to Mr. Sycamore.