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“He is a sad blunderer. Lose no time. What CAN she put before that?” His voice began to rise. The five men students were a mixed company. “I wonder—I wonder if we shall ever get like that. . “My dear boy,” she exclaimed. He removed his cigarette from his lips and waved it gently in the air. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. His attraction for her was now written plainly on his freckled face, revealed by the many drinks he had imbibed. At ninethirty he climbed into the chair and signified to Ah Cum that he was ready. She put down the sketch-books and apparatus she had brought with her, pulled out her stool, and sat down.
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