Make haste!" Ruth hurried off to her own room. ” “How much longer can you stay here?” “I was hoping to graduate this time. ” She tried to sound convincing as she looked away hotly. “Why could you not confide in us?” “Do what?” said Ann Veronica. You know how those Russian students do? In Russia. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. No one ate with as much passionate gusto as a teenager could. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions.
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