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When she knew the end could be expected, Rizka accepted the offer from the fellow in the oral history unit, and a day or so later he called. She had made the effort to dress, and they sat in her front room with his portable player between them.
"I should not," she broke off nervously soon after starting, "talk so very much about myself. It is dreadful manners." Nervously, sidelong, she laughed for the fellow, whose name was Goodsir and whose expertise involved databasing, For his part, Goodsir perceived, her laugh was from modesty rather than second thoughts about their project. They had met once or twice already and he saw that, for all the old lady's natural ...
Source: HighBeam Research, When the jars of hot jam break.(Excerpt)