Sensing his
discomfort, she stood up and brushed lint off of the hem
of her gray miniskirt. ‘I do not know how you think you may help me,’ she said slowly. ’ She shrugged. Stanley, having pretended
to linger to smoke, fled suddenly up-stairs to petrography, and when Veronica
tapped he answered through the locked door, “Go away, Vee! I’m busy,” and
made a lapidary’s wheel buzz loudly. I know what I am doing better than you do. He bullied frankly. She fixed her brilliant eyes upon him. He noted that she was fully dressed, that her hair was carefully done, that there
was a knotted ribbon around her throat. His
voice now had lost its ironies. And thus it was that she
came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. .
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