As they turned into Upshot Rise where his parents lived,Jack let go of Ruths hand. Upshot Rise was not a hand-holding street. When you turned into it,you wiped your feet and minded your manners. Each house was decently detached,each privet hedge crew-cut and correct. Each drive sported a car or two, and the portals of most of the houses were framed by white pillars that had probably been delivered in polythene bags. Behind each set of white curtains lived people who touched each other seldom. Some had retired and moved into the suburb for the landscape and the silences. Whilst others had begun there, sprouting from the white sheets in the white beds behind the white curtains,who knew nothing of dirt except that of conception and delivery? Jack parents fitted neither of these categories. They were refugees from Nazi Germany. Not the mat-tress-on-the-the-donkey-cart type of refugee,winding in tracking-shot down the interminable highway,but respectable well-heeled emigrants. The flight of the Mullers had been in the early days,without panic and with all their possessions. Jacks fathers business had been an export affair to England so that there was little upheaval in their change of address. Both his father and his mother spoke English fluently,and through the business were already well connected with the upper strata of English social life. They traveled first class from Ostend to Dover,and early in the morning when only the white cliffs were looking,they made a deft spelling change to their name,and landing as the Millar family,they spoke to the customs officer in faultless English,declaring their monogrammed silver. Upshot Rise was a natural home for them. It was almost a duplicate of the Beethovenstrasse where they had lived in Hamburg. Quiet,silent,and reliable. Like Upshot Rise.it lay in a dream suburb,a suburb of dream houses,a spotlessly clean nightmare. Jack and Ruth walked enjoined up the hill. They turned into the house that took in the bend of the road. Jack tried to silence the click of the gate as he opened it to let Ruth through. He knew that his mother would be waiting for the noise behind the bedroom window. It was the first time she would see Ruth and Jack wanted to give her no time advantage. He wanted them to meet at the door and see each other at the same time. It can be concluded from the passage that Upshot Rise has_____.