"Angry at what?, Sandy asked anxiously.
She was a strapping woman with stern gray eyes and hair short as a soldier's under her gray Red Cross cap, but it was in the softest maternal tones, with a gentleness that came as yet another of the day's surprises, as though Sandy were one of her very own charges, that she explained, 'At what people get angry at - at how things turn out'."
in Plot against America, Philip Roth
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