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From: | Elliot Logan |
Subject: | ladies' room |
Date: | Fri, 1 Sep 2006 10:07:26 -0400 |
But Ill see you on the Fonda carto-morrow if I
dont. Youre connected with the factory, I suppose.
The light tripping feet became walking ones. The
airwas filled with it silently eddying down.
You know I never had much chance at that, but
Ialways thought I could if I tried. Did you hearwho is being touted for stroke next
year over at Cornell? The cooks mad about something and youre all late
anyhow.
And after them, along with others, Bertine and
Stuart Finchley.
It cut him not a little, even though she had
notintended that it should.
She thought him attractive, but notnearly as shrewd
and hard as she would have preferred him to be.
That world of wealth and social position she lived
in! It was addressed in a large, scrawlyand unfamiliar hand.
Itmight be true, as he said, that an unescapable
invitation had comeup which necessitated all this. Clyde was about to attempt an
answer, although already beyond hisdepth in regard to this.
They had talked of going somewhere else
afterwards.
Clydes hair-roots tingled
anticipatorily.
She would look so disappointed, as he knew. For, in
the face of this,he did not care to see or talk to Roberta this night.
Her chiefinterest in Clyde was the fact that Sondra
appeared to find himinteresting. And whatharm, he now asked himself, was there in a
poor youth like himselfaspiring to such heights?
Been invited to my uncles, and I haveto
go.
And whatharm, he now asked himself, was there in a
poor youth like himselfaspiring to such heights? That world of wealth and social
position she lived in!
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