He got off at Canal, and she exited behind the crowd. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. Even after this woman had gone, it seemed to Ruth that the room was kindlier than it had ever been. "What is this?" she wanted to know. Her time and effort was justly rewarded, because the hard cold facts she knew about neighborhood intrigues were better than fictional soap operas. When Sheila was in a good mood, one almost enjoyed her. One cannot trust any man at all. But I shall lose my wager if I stay a moment longer—so here goes. “Please call me Carol. ’ ‘From a convent? Even if I wished to do it, I could not. .
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