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She
slipped
a
white
arm
under
Clyde
's
and
he
felt
as
though
he
were
slowly
but
surely
being
transported
to
paradise
.
The
dinner
itself
was
chatter
about
a
jumble
of
places
,
personalities
,
plans
,
most
of
which
had
nothing
to
do
with
anything
that
Clyde
had
personally
contacted
here
.
However
,
by
reason
of
his
own
charm
,
he
soon
managed
to
overcome
the
sense
of
strangeness
and
hence
indifference
in
some
quarters
,
more
particularly
the
young
women
of
the
group
who
were
interested
by
the
fact
that
Sondra
Finchley
liked
him
.
And
Jill
Trumbull
,
sitting
beside
him
,
wanted
to
know
where
he
came
from
,
what
his
own
home
life
and
connections
were
like
,
why
he
had
decided
to
come
to
Lycurgus
,
questions
which
,
interjected
as
they
were
between
silly
banter
concerning
different
girls
and
their
beaus
,
gave
Clyde
pause
.
He
did
not
feel
that
he
could
admit
the
truth
in
connection
with
his
family
at
all
.
So
he
announced
that
his
father
conducted
a
hotel
in
Denver
--
not
so
very
large
,
but
still
a
hotel
.
Also
that
he
had
come
to
Lycurgus
because
his
uncle
had
suggested
to
him
in
Chicago
that
he
come
to
learn
the
collar
business
.
He
was
not
sure
that
he
was
wholly
interested
in
it
or
that
he
would
continue
indefinitely
unless
it
proved
worth
while
;
rather
he
was
trying
to
find
out
what
it
might
mean
to
his
future
,
a
remark
which
caused
Sondra
,
who
was
also
listening
,
as
well
as
Jill
,
to
whom
it
was
addressed
,
to
consider
that
in
spite
of
all
rumors
attributed
to
Gilbert
,
Clyde
must
possess
some
means
and
position
to
which
,
in
case
he
did
not
do
so
well
here
,
he
could
return
.
This
in
itself
was
important
,
not
only
to
Sondra
and
Jill
,
but
to
all
the
others
.
For
,
despite
his
looks
and
charm
and
family
connections
here
,
the
thought
that
he
was
a
mere
nobody
,
seeking
,
as
Constance
Wynant
had
reported
,
to
attach
himself
to
his
cousin
's
family
,
was
disquieting
.
One
could
n't
ever
be
anything
much
more
than
friendly
with
a
moneyless
clerk
or
pensioner
,
whatever
his
family
connections
,
whereas
if
he
had
a
little
money
and
some
local
station
elsewhere
,
the
situation
was
entirely
different
.
And
now
Sondra
,
relieved
by
this
and
the
fact
that
he
was
proving
more
acceptable
than
she
had
imagined
he
would
,
was
inclined
to
make
more
of
him
than
she
otherwise
would
have
done
.
"
Are
you
going
to
let
me
dance
with
you
after
dinner
?
"
was
one
of
the
first
things
he
said
to
her
,
infringing
on
a
genial
smile
given
him
in
the
midst
of
clatter
concerning
an
approaching
dance
somewhere
.
"
Why
,
yes
,
of
course
,
if
you
want
me
to
,
"
she
replied
,
coquettishly
,
seeking
to
intrigue
him
into
further
romanticisms
in
regard
to
her
.
"
Just
one
?
"
"
How
many
do
you
want
?
There
are
a
dozen
boys
here
,
you
know
.
Did
you
get
a
program
when
you
came
in
?
"
"
I
did
n't
see
any
.
"
