‘You’re right. Ennison stood by her side. . She trailed him to his apartment and a black door that read 727 in solemn gold-tone lettering. She heard the sounds of Rhea scuttling about, and then feeding, brutally. She had never been there before at that hour, in that light, and it seemed to her as if she came to it all for the first time. ’ The gentleness in his voice nearly overset her. She tiptoed into the entryway where some decorator had placed a live orchid upon a glassy ebony table. Essentially the talk was a mixture of fragments of sentences heard, of passages read, or arguments indicated rather than stated, and all of it was served in a sauce of strange enthusiasm, thin yet intense. A few random students gawked at them in the hall.
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