It seemed to herthat her father was in some inexplicable way meaner-looking than shehad supposed, and yet also, as unaccountably, appealing. His tie haddemanded a struggle; he ought to have taken a clean one after hisfirst failure. Why was she noting things like this? Capes seemedself-possessed and elaborately genial and commonplace, but she knew himto be nervous by a little occasional clumsiness, by the faintest shadowof vulgarity in the urgency of his hospitality.
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