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and old prints beds bidets faded per-fumery microscopic sizzle of frying butter the Bertha made a snapping noise no louder errand boy office boyYOUNG MAN WANTEDOh tell me how longI'll have to waitOPPORTUNITYin bank that chooses its officers from the ranks, for wide-awake ambitious bookkeeper . She switched off the light. When they'd settle in the evening at a good quiet table in a café where they couldn't be overheard (al the

But the next time he'd ask her out she'd crumple up at once and smile and say yes and waste another evening drinking wine and listening to him ramble on. That's me, he whispered in her ear. he said laughing. Maurice came back one other afternoon before his perme expired bringing a young writer who was working at the Quai d'Or