Gigolo by Edna Ferber Chapter 7 Page 55

Are you hurt? How in the world?� Such a morning � wash day � children their lunch � marketing � wall paper � Fifty-third Street � two o’clock � “

Suddenly, “Yes, I know,” said Hannah Winter, tartly. “I had to do all those things and more, forty years ago.”

Marcia had a list� . Let’s see � Those smocked dresses for Joan would probably be all picked over by this time � Light-weight underwear for Peter � Joan’s cape �

Hannah Winter felt herself suddenly remote from all this; done with it; finished years and years ago. What had she to do with smocked dresses, children’s underwear, capes? But she went in and out of the shops, up and down the aisles, automatically, gave expert opinion. By five it was over. Hannah felt tired, depressed. She was to have dinner at Marcia’s