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” Part 6 In the afternoon she resumed her search for apartments. Mauled about!” She fell to rubbing her insulted lips savagely with the back of her hand. “I heard the clock strike as I crossed the square,” she answered. "Call me Hoddy. “Martin, you realize that I’m dating someone, don’t you?” She knew his reply before he uttered it. This is a tale of two young fools. It is really amusing. She stood on the mat instead, and looked down on him. Were I a painter of subject pictures, I would exhaust all my skill in proportion and perspective and atmosphere upon the august seat of empire, I would present it gray and dignified and immense and respectable beyond any mere verbal description, and then, in vivid black and very small, I would put in those valiantly impertinent vans, squatting at the base of its altitudes and pouring out a swift, straggling rush of ominous little black objects, minute figures of determined women at war with the universe. Trodger was lying in wait at the bottom of the narrow stairs.
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