And here she was—in a mess because it had been impossible for her to avoid leaning upon another man. Girls who had envied her former position as John’s amour passed no opportunity to utter cryptic remarks as she sat in Study Hall, walked down hallways, or rinsed her hands in the bathroom. “You’re self-taught, aren’t you, Lucy?” She looked around the table, all eyes upon her. " "You had Spurlock once. “I don’t see quite what your game is, Vee, but I suppose you’ve got a game on somewhere. Henry Clay, thirteen cents in Hong-Kong and two-bits in that dear old New York. " "Not in this world," returned Jonathan.
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