Американська трагедія

Chapter 9

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           Andatthatmoment,fromadoorintherear,thereemergedatall,slimandratherpale-facedwomanofaboutthirty-eightorforty—veryerect,veryexecutive,veryintelligentandgraceful-looking—diaphanouslyandyetmodestlygarbed,whosaid,witharatherwanandyetencouragingsmile:"Oh,hello,Oscar,it’syou,isit?Andyoutoo,Paul.Hello!Hello,Davis!Justmakeyourselvesathomeanywhere,allofyou.Fanniewillbeininaminute.She’llbringyousomethingtodrink.I’vejusthiredanewpianistfromSt.Joe—aNegro.Wait’llyouhearhim.He’sawfullyclever."

           Shereturnedtotherearandcalled,"Oh,Sam!"

           Asshedidso,ninegirlsofvaryingagesandlooks,butnoneapparentlyovertwenty-fourorfive—cametroopingdownthestairsatonesideintherear,andgarbedasClydehadneverseenanywomendressedanywhere.Andtheywerealllaughingandtalkingastheycame—evidentlyverywellpleasedwiththemselvesandinnowiseashamedoftheirappearance,whichinsomeinstanceswasquiteextraordinary,asClydesawit,theircostumesrangingfromthegayestandflimsiestofboudoirnegligeestothesomewhatmoresober,ifnolessrevealing,dancingandballroomgowns.Andtheywereofsuchvariedtypesandsizesandcomplexions—slimandstoutandmedium—tallorshort—anddarkorlightorbetwixt.And,whatevertheirages,allseemedyoung.Andtheysmiledsowarmlyandenthusiastically

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