“Do you know that boy very well, Shar?” Cathy Beck yelled in the general direction of the lavatory. There were seven tales in all—short stories—a method of expression quite strange to her, after the immense canvases of Dickens and Hugo. If individuality means anything it means breaking bounds— adventure. ‘Come, mademoiselle, it is of no use to conceal anything from me, you know. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn. Too bad he’s not interested in any girl who’s not a musician. “I’ll bring it to-morrow.
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