Description
Sylvester scowled at the traffic light because it was detaining him for a valuable moment or two; even though he could have crossed safely, he waited because that is the law. When the light changed, he hurried 'across the street with others who had eight o'clock appointments with destiny, and, just as he did every morning, looked in all the smart shop windows.
Recommended Citation
Daley, Doris
(1943)
"The Banker,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 11
:
Iss.
2
, Article 7.
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https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol11/iss2/7
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