She looked round wildly, as if seeking some source of help, as the boots halted at the front door and the shouting intensified. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four. I don’t want to stop your singing. We LIKED each other well enough. There was a certain air of forced fortuity in his manner.
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