After class his routine was unchanged. It is useless to contend with him, even with right on your side. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts. And he had destroyed all this. Watching her strip had been delicious for him, and a part of him enjoyed her self-consciousness acutely. He went by another name then,—Rykhart Scherprechter I think he called himself. But don't let my name frighten you.
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