A young man was playing the banjo. Chairs were overturned. Grasping one of chairs about the little table, he drew it forward and sat astride it, in a fashion as insolent as it was unexpected. Would she ever find it? Sighing, she opened the door to the next room, and drew back the drapes. . She opened the door with a neon colored key. I saw him yesterday, and he told me he shouldn't stir from home for a week to come. I find you an impenetrable enigma. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters.
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