Lucy was silent. “I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in civil warfare. Lucy sized up the girl. Somebody may be on the watch—perhaps, that old ginger-hackled Jew. Even the teachers were getting restless, the seniors gnawing hard at the bit as graduation teased. She had fallen asleep on the wooden bed, uncaring of lice or bedbugs. She had other boyfriends and hung out at Foster’s only bar most of the time. ” Mr.
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