She had never even brought a friend home in her time at the Becks, let alone been asked on dates. “I don’t know whether I shall go on,” said Gwen, a novel note of languorous professionalism creeping into her voice. The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes. The terrific mental tension of the past few months —that had held his bodily nourishment in a kind of strangulation—became as a dream; and now his vitals responded rapidly to food and air. She herself had cut the slender tie that had bound them. She heard the television blaring away. Later, she understood his reasons; and it had now become habit. She could smell him almost as strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester smell of his wet umbrella. “I’m not going to college, John. A person of somewhat artificial graces and mannerisms, she was for once in her life perfectly natural.
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