"Hoity-toity! You owe me sixteen thousand dollars. The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. They had been informally introduced during floor hockey, when Katy had sent a puck flying into Lucy’s face. There was nothing of the phenomenon in this. What is the supreme idea in the heart and mind of youth? To win fame and fortune: and particularly to enjoy them. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon.
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