Jab hum wahan pouncha to maina sapna ko uthaya or bola hotle a gaya hai hama yahan kuch ghanta aram karna hai, sanjana jab neend sa uthee to usa pante... geele geele lagi, vo khoush khoush lag rahi thee, gum na hotle main chand ghanta aram keya is ka baad break fast la kar dubara aga kee taraf chal deya ab hamara seedha parao mumbai ka aik hotle main tha, mai drive kar ka thak chuka tha maina sanjana sa kaha koe baat karo mai thak gaya haoin tum na neend poore kar lee. Sanjana na mujha is baar. .. Sergeant Hardass."Betty just took the insult in stride. "I'll deal with you soon enough."Jennifer and Betty continued back and forth until the bus came a halt in front of the school.When the trio got off the bus, Marsha went running up to Mr. Burns who was standing at the door, waiting for everyone to arrive. "Principal Burns," she said excitedly. Remember me? I'm Marsha Mason. You met me with my parents when you interviewed us." Yes, dear, I remember. Welcome to Fairless Hills. This is your. ”“Aha! A cinema fan!”“That’s what we did in the student residence: watch black and white movies on the telly.”“Do you read, too?”“Yes. But not what people think I should read. I love Jane Austen and Muriel Spark. But I never got into Patrick White. I like some of the Americans, though. Salinger and Roth. And Trollope, too. Especially the Parliamentary novels! And the Irish playwrights -- Synge and Shaw and Wilde and Behan and Becket!”“I’ve only read a bit of those. We had to read a lot of. When she slipped inside the restaurant door, and though it was only six-thirty, she noticed the woman dealing with a dinner party that had preceded Laura. She wore the same black sheath dress she had worn on Friday night, or an identical mate. The woman's eyes shot to her, and she and Laura instantly took up where they had left off, the electrical current between them shocking and sudden. The woman turned back to her dinner party. Laura, flustered, turned away as if not to be conspicuous. At.