Американська трагедія

Chapter 10

           Youhaven’tbeenworkingoveratthehotelverylong,haveyou?"

           "No,"saidClyde,alittleirritatedbythis,hiseyebrowsandtheskinofhisforeheadrisingandfallingashetalkedaformofcontractionandexpansionthatwentoninvoluntarilywheneverhewasnervousorthoughtdeeply."Whatofit?"

           "Oh,nothing.Ijustknewyouhadn’t.Youdon’tlookverymuchliketheseotherboysyoulookdifferent."Shesmiledoddlyandratheringratiatingly,asmileandamoodwhichClydefailedtointerpret.

           "Howdifferent?"heinquired,solemnlyandcontentiously,takingupaglassanddrinkingfromit.

           "I’llbetyouonething,"shewenton,ignoringhisinquiryentirely."Youdon’tcareforgirlslikemeverymuch,doyou?"

           "Oh,yes,Ido,too,"hesaid,evasively.

           "Oh,no,youdon’teither.Icantell.ButIlikeyoujustthesame.Ilikeyoureyes.You’renotlikethoseotherfellows.You’remorerefined,kinda.Icantell.Youdon’tlooklikethem."

           "Oh,Idon’tknow,"repliedClyde,verymuchpleasedandflattered,hisforeheadwrinklingandclearingasbefore.Thisgirlwascertainlynotasbadashethought,maybe.Shewasmoreintelligentalittlemorerefinedthantheothers.Hercostumewasnotsogross.Andshehadn’tthrownherselfuponhimashadtheseothersuponHegglund,Higby,KinsellaandRatterer.

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