But these things don't happen to sensible, self-
respecting modern girls with experienced mothers, especially when all the
former have now quite made up their own minds.
XIX
It was with some nightmare surprise that Oliver on waking regarded his
tidy cell. Then he remembered and in spite of the fact that yesterday
evening with all that belonged to it kept hurting wherever it was that
most of him lived with the stiff repeating ache of a nerve struck again
and again by the same soft hammer, he couldn't help laughing a little. The
popular college remedy for disprized love had always been an instantaneous
mingling of conflicting alcohols--calling a large policeman a big blue
boob seemed to produce the same desired result of bringing one to one's
senses by first taking one completely out of them without the revolving
stomach and fuzzed mind of the first instance. He tried to think of
yesterday evening airily. Silly children quarreling about things that
didn't matter at all. Of course Nancy should have the job if she wanted--
of course he'd apologize, apologize like Ecclesiastes even for being alive
at all if it was necessary--and then everything would be _all_ right, just
all right and fixed.
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