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Experiments in Convalescence

           "Sure!"

           "Often?"

           "Mychronicstate."

           Thisprovokeddiscussion.Onemansaidthathegotsodepressedsometimesthatheseriouslyconsideredit.Anotheragreedthattherewasnothingtolivefor."CaptainCorn,"whohadsomehowrejoinedtheparty,saidthatinhisopinionitwaswhenone’shealthwasbadthatonefeltthatwaymost.Amory’ssuggestionwasthattheyshouldeachorderaBronx,mixbrokenglassinit,anddrinkitoff.Tohisreliefnooneapplaudedtheidea,sohavingfinishedhishigh-ball,hebalancedhischininhishandandhiselbowonthetableamostdelicate,scarcelynoticeablesleepingposition,heassuredhimselfandwentintoadeepstupor....

           Hewasawakenedbyawomanclingingtohim,aprettywoman,withbrown,disarrangedhairanddarkblueeyes.

           "Takemehome!"shecried.

           "Hello!"saidAmory,blinking.

           "Ilikeyou,"sheannouncedtenderly.

           "Ilikeyoutoo."

           Henoticedthattherewasanoisymaninthebackgroundandthatoneofhispartywasarguingwithhim.

           "FellaIwaswith’sadamnfool,"confidedtheblue-eyedwoman."Ihatehim.Iwanttogohomewithyou."

           "Youdrunk?"queriedAmorywithintensewisdom.

           Shenoddedcoyly.

           "Gohomewithhim,"headvisedgravely."Hebroughtyou."

           Atthispointthenoisymaninthebackgroundbrokeawayfromhisdetainersandapproached.

           "Say!"hesaidfiercely."Ibroughtthisgirlouthereandyou’rebuttingin!"

           Amoryregardedhimcoldly,whilethegirlclungtohimcloser.

           "Youletgothatgirl!"criedthenoisyman.

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