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The duty bell rang and obediently George clattered down the steps from his confinement cubicle over the garage. His mother's chartreuse-colored Cadillac convertible purred to a stop in the drive."It's so sweet of you to come, Georgie," his mother said when George opened the door for her."Whenever you need me, Mummy." It was no effort at all to keep the sneer out of his voice. Deception had become a part of his character. His mother squeezed his arm. "I can always count on my little boy to do the right thing."Yes, Mummy." They were mouthing a formula of words. They were both very much aware that if George hadn't snapped to attention as soon as the duty bell rang, he risked being sentenced, at least temporarily, to the national hero's corps. Still in the customary, martyr's whisper, George's mother said, "This has been such a tiring day. A man can never understand what a woman has to endure, Georgie; my life is such an ordeal." Her tone turned at once coldly practical. "I've two packages in the trunk; carry them to the house for me." George picked up the cardboard boxes and followed her along the brick walk in the direction of the white, Colonial mansion where his mother and her two daughters and her current husband lived. George, being a boy, was allowed in the house only when his mother invited him, or when he was being shown off to a prospective bride. George was nineteen, the most acceptable marriage age; because he had a magnificent build and the reputation for being a good boy, his mother was rumored to be asking twenty thousand shares for him.

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The duty bell rang and obediently George clattered down the steps from his confinement cubicle over the garage. His mothers chartreuse-colored Cadillac convertible purred to a stop in the drive. Its so sweet of you to come, Georgie, his mother said when George opened the door for her. Whenever you need me, Mummy. It was no effort at all to keep the sneer out of his voice. Deception had become a part of his character. His mother squeezed his arm. I can always count on my little boy to do the right thing. Yes, Mummy. They were mouthing a formula of words. They were both very much aware that if George hadnt snapped to attention as soon as the duty bell rang, he risked being sentenced, at least temporarily, to the national heros corps. Still in the customary, martyrs whisper, Georges mother said, This has been such a tiring day. A man can never understand what a woman has to endure, Georgie; my life is such an ordeal. Her tone turned at once coldly practical. Ive two packages in the trunk; carry them to the house for me. George picked up the cardboard boxes and followed her along the brick walk in the direction of the white, Colonial mansion where his mother and her two daughters and her current husband lived. George, being a boy, was allowed in the house only when his mother invited him, or when he was being shown off to a prospective bride. George was nineteen, the most acceptable marriage age; because he had a magnificent build and the reputation for being a good boy, his mother was rumored to be asking twenty thousand shares for him.