Where Do You Stop? Chapter 12 concludes: I wanted to ask one more question before I left, so I stopped at Miss Rheingold’s desk, where she sat on the edge watching the class converge on the door, pass through it, and expand into the hall. “Venturi,” she muttered. “Miss Rheingold?” I said. She pressed a hand to her honeydew brow. “Peter,” she said. “I hope this isn’t another question about mousetraps.”
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Where Do You Stop? Chapter 12 concludes: I wanted to ask one more question before I left, so I stopped at Miss Rheingold’s desk, where she sat on the edge watching the class converge on the door, pass through it, and expand into the hall. “Venturi,” she muttered. “Miss Rheingold?” I said. She pressed a hand to her honeydew brow. “Peter,” she said. “I hope this isn’t another question about mousetraps.”