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           HowmanyeveningshadConniesatandlistenedtothemanifestationsofthesefourmen!these,andoneortwoothers.Thattheyneverseemedtogetanywheredidn’ttroubleherdeeply.Shelikedtohearwhattheyhadtosay,especiallywhenTommywasthere.Itwasfun.Insteadofmenkissingyou,andtouchingyouwiththeirbodies,theyrevealedtheirmindstoyou.Itwasgreatfun!Butwhatcoldminds!

           Andalsoitwasalittleirritating.ShehadmorerespectforMichaelis,onwhosenametheyallpouredsuchwitheringcontempt,asalittlemongrelarriviste,anduneducatedbounderoftheworstsort.Mongrelandbounderornot,hejumpedtohisownconclusions.Hedidn’tmerelywalkroundthemwithmillionsofwords,intheparadeofthelifeofthemind.

           Conniequitelikedthelifeofthemind,andgotagreatthrilloutofit.Butshedidthinkitoverdiditselfalittle.Shelovedbeingthere,amidstthetobaccosmokeofthosefamouseveningsofthecronies,asshecalledthemprivatelytoherself.Shewasinfinitelyamused,andproudtoo,thateventheirtalkingtheycouldnotdo,withouthersilentpresence.Shehadanimmenserespectforthought...andthesemen,atleast,triedtothinkhonestly.Butsomehowtherewasacat,anditwouldn’tjump.Theyallaliketalkedatsomething,thoughwhatitwas,forthelifeofhershecouldn’tsay.ItwassomethingthatMickdidn’tclear,either.

           ButthenMickwasn’ttryingtodoanything,butjustgetthroughhislife,andputasmuchacrossotherpeopleastheytriedtoputacrosshim.