‘I went to see him because I thought he ought to know about you, having already been imposed upon by our friend Gosse. In the genuinely dissipated face there was always a suggestion of slyness in ambush, peeping out of the wrinkles around the eyes and the lips. So there is no escape. Lives by his wits and gambling. “I confess it. The girl stupidly ran for the teacher leaving her still without clothing. She could still remember his face, the perpetually wet lips that turned down at the sides, his drooping Roman eyes. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. I don't believe he is much past forty.
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