She shook her head stubbornly. "I don"t know what to think. Maybe we shouldn"t be shocked, maybe we should be. I just don"t know, Mr.
Burnett. I came to enjoy myself and look how it"s ended." She bravely held back a sob, "Maybe we"d have been better off if we"ve never heard about High Holy Days!"
Burnett looked about with feigned apprehension. "You have to be careful what you say. The government says there"s even talk--subversive handbills--about trying to rehabilitate some of the stuff in the piles."
"The government ought to keep quiet!" she exploded. "They said this couldn"t happen. You can"t believe anything they say any more. The _people_ decide and the government will have to listen, that"s what I say! And I"m a pretty typical person, not one of your intellectual kind. No criticism of present company intended."
"None taken, Mrs. Hart. Our human future," said Burnett, exchanging a grin with his aide, "remains, as it always has really been.
Interesting--to say the least!"
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