Американская трагедия

Chapter 7

           Gee,thethingsshedon’tdo!"

           "Whatabouther?"askedClyde,keenlycurious,fortohimsheseemedexceedinglybeautiful,mostfascinating.

           "Oh,nothing,exceptshe’sbeeninwithabouteightdifferentmenaroundheresinceI’vebeenhere.ShefellforDoyle"—anotherhall-boywhombythistimeClydehadalreadyobservedasbeingthequintessenceofChesterfieldiangraceandairsandlooks,ayouthtoimitate—"forawhile,butnowshe’sgotsomeoneelse."

           "Really?"inquiredClyde,verymuchastonishedandwonderingifsuchluckwouldevercometohim.

           "Surestthingyouknow,"wentonRatterer."She’sabirdthatwaynevergetsenough.Herhusband,theytellme,hasabiglumberbusinesssomewhereoverinKansas,buttheydon’tlivetogethernomore.Shehasoneofthebestsuitesonthesixth,butsheain’tinithalfthetime.Themaidtoldme."

           ThissameRatterer,whowasshortandstockybutgood-lookingandsmiling,wassosmoothandblandandgenerallyagreeablethatClydewasinstantlydrawntohimandwishedtoknowhimbetter.AndRattererreciprocatedthatfeeling,forhehadthenotionthatClydewasinnocentandinexperiencedandthathewouldliketodosomelittlethingforhimifhecould.

           Theconversationwasinterruptedbyaservicecall,andneverresumedaboutthisparticularwoman,buttheeffectonClydewassharp.Thewomanwaspleasingtolookuponandexceedinglywell-groomed,herskinclear,hereyesbright.

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