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These
were
of
two
sorts
.
There
were
the
Americans
and
English
who
had
been
dissipating
all
spring
and
summer
,
so
that
now
everything
they
did
had
a
purely
nervous
inspiration
.
They
were
very
quiet
and
lethargic
at
certain
hours
and
then
they
exploded
into
sudden
quarrels
and
breakdowns
and
seductions
.
The
other
class
,
who
might
be
called
the
exploiters
,
was
formed
by
the
sponges
,
who
were
sober
,
serious
people
by
comparison
,
with
a
purpose
in
life
and
no
time
for
fooling
.
These
kept
their
balance
best
in
that
environment
,
and
what
tone
there
was
,
beyond
the
apartment
’
s
novel
organization
of
light
values
,
came
from
them
.
The
Frankenstein
took
down
Dick
and
Rosemary
at
a
gulp
—
it
separated
them
immediately
and
Rosemary
suddenly
discovered
herself
to
be
an
insincere
little
person
,
living
all
in
the
upper
registers
of
her
throat
and
wishing
the
director
would
come
.
There
was
however
such
a
wild
beating
of
wings
in
the
room
that
she
did
not
feel
her
position
was
more
incongruous
than
any
one
else
’
s
.
In
addition
,
her
training
told
and
after
a
series
of
semi
-
military
turns
,
shifts
,
and
marches
she
found
herself
presumably
talking
to
a
neat
,
slick
girl
with
a
lovely
boy
’
s
face
,
but
actually
absorbed
by
a
conversation
taking
place
on
a
sort
of
gun
-
metal
ladder
diagonally
opposite
her
and
four
feet
away
.
There
was
a
trio
of
young
women
sitting
on
the
bench
.
They
were
all
tall
and
slender
with
small
heads
groomed
like
manikins
’
heads
,
and
as
they
talked
the
heads
waved
gracefully
about
above
their
dark
tailored
suits
,
rather
like
long
-
stemmed
flowers
and
rather
like
cobras
’
hoods
.
"
Oh
,
they
give
a
good
show
,
"
said
one
of
them
,
in
a
deep
rich
voice
.
"
Practically
the
best
show
in
Paris
—
I
’
d
be
the
last
one
to
deny
that
.
But
after
all
—
"
She
sighed
.
"
Those
phrases
he
uses
over
and
over
—
‘
Oldest
inhabitant
gnawed
by
rodents
.
’
You
laugh
once
.
"
"
I
prefer
people
whose
lives
have
more
corrugated
surfaces
,
"
said
the
second
,
"
and
I
don
’
t
like
her
.
"
"
I
’
ve
never
really
been
able
to
get
very
excited
about
them
,
or
their
entourage
either
.
Why
,
for
example
,
the
entirely
liquid
Mr
.
North
?
"
"
He
’
s
out
,
"
said
the
first
girl
.
"
But
you
must
admit
that
the
party
in
question
can
be
one
of
the
most
charming
human
beings
you
have
ever
met
.
"
It
was
the
first
hint
Rosemary
had
had
that
they
were
talking
about
the
Divers
,
and
her
body
grew
tense
with
indignation
.
But
the
girl
talking
to
her
,
in
the
starched
blue
shirt
with
the
bright
blue
eyes
and
the
red
cheeks
and
the
very
gray
suit
,
a
poster
of
a
girl
,
had
begun
to
play
up
.
Desperately
she
kept
sweeping
things
from
between
them
,
afraid
that
Rosemary
couldn
’
t
see
her
,
sweeping
them
away
until
presently
there
was
not
so
much
as
a
veil
of
brittle
humor
hiding
the
girl
,
and
with
distaste
Rosemary
saw
her
plain
.
"
Couldn
’
t
you
have
lunch
,
or
maybe
dinner
,
or
lunch
the
day
after
?
"
begged
the
girl
.
Rosemary
looked
about
for
Dick
,
finding
him
with
the
hostess
,
to
whom
he
had
been
talking
since
they
came
in
.
