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Nine stories
There
were
ninety
-
seven
New
York
advertising
men
in
the
hotel
,
and
,
the
way
they
were
monopolizing
the
long
-
distance
lines
,
the
girl
in
507
had
to
wait
from
noon
till
almost
two
-
thirty
to
get
her
call
through
.
She
used
the
time
,
though
.
She
read
an
article
in
a
women
’
s
pocket
-
size
magazine
,
called
"
Sex
Is
Fun
-
or
Hell
.
"
She
washed
her
comb
and
brush
.
She
took
the
spot
out
of
the
skirt
of
her
beige
suit
.
She
moved
the
button
on
her
Saks
blouse
.
She
tweezed
out
two
freshly
surfaced
hairs
in
her
mole
.
When
the
operator
finally
rang
her
room
,
she
was
sitting
on
the
window
seat
and
had
almost
finished
putting
lacquer
on
the
nails
of
her
left
hand
.
She
was
a
girl
who
for
a
ringing
phone
dropped
exactly
nothing
.
She
looked
as
if
her
phone
had
been
ringing
continually
ever
since
she
had
reached
puberty
.
With
her
little
lacquer
brush
,
while
the
phone
was
ringing
,
she
went
over
the
nail
of
her
little
finger
,
accentuating
the
line
of
the
moon
.
She
then
replaced
the
cap
on
the
bottle
of
lacquer
and
,
standing
up
,
passed
her
left
-
the
wet
-
hand
back
and
forth
through
the
air
.
With
her
dry
hand
,
she
picked
up
a
congested
ashtray
from
the
window
seat
and
carried
it
with
her
over
to
the
night
table
,
on
which
the
phone
stood
.
She
sat
down
on
one
of
the
made
-
up
twin
beds
and
-
it
was
the
fifth
or
sixth
ring
-
picked
up
the
phone
.
"
Hello
,
"
she
said
,
keeping
the
fingers
of
her
left
hand
outstretched
and
away
from
her
white
silk
dressing
gown
,
which
was
all
that
she
was
wearing
,
except
mules
-
her
rings
were
in
the
bathroom
.
"
I
have
your
call
to
New
York
now
,
Mrs
.
Glass
,
"
the
operator
said
.
"
Thank
you
,
"
said
the
girl
,
and
made
the
room
on
the
night
table
for
the
ashtray
.
A
woman
’
s
voice
came
through
.
"
Muriel
?
Is
that
you
?
"
The
girl
turned
the
receiver
slightly
away
from
her
ear
.
"
Yes
,
Mother
.
How
are
you
?
"
she
said
.
"
I
’
ve
been
worried
to
death
about
you
.
Why
haven
’
t
you
phoned
?
Are
you
all
right
?
"
"
I
tried
to
get
you
last
night
and
the
night
before
.
The
phone
here
’
s
been
-
"
