She had an air of seeming to wait, as if for a man to get through with something more important than herself, a battle or an operation, during which … - F. Scott Fitzgerald

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She had an air of seeming to wait, as if for a man to get through with something more important than herself, a battle or an operation, during which he must not be hurried or interfered with. When the man had finished she would be waiting, without fret or impatience, somewhere on a highstool, turning the pages of a newspaper.