They exchanged greetings with the clarinetist. Her eyes where glassy and shining. “Does he know that I am involved with someone?” “Of course he knows. I hate what I am. Her sleepless night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour or so the work distracted her altogether from her troubles. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. It made her laugh, which in turn made him laugh. I have established a fine trade. “Here, dis is for you. Get out your pad and pencil. Nothing else so quickly establishes the condition of comradeship as the sharing of a laughable incident.
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