"Some one must have assisted him. He would raise her up once again, ply her with silks and jewels again, all of the accoutrements of the new generation: the cars, the toys, the restaurants, and the prestige. Art was everywhere, underfoot in the form of mosaics, overhead in the form of architecture. But as the students sat about Miss Garvice’s tea-pot and drank tea or smoked cigarettes, the talk got away from Capes. The clouds were nearly black with rain, threatening to spill sleet in daggers and torrents.
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