In Case's corner, the trainer was working frantically on the bad eye, squeezing something from a tube and mooshing it around with the tips of his fingers. It looked like Crazy Glue to me, except I don't think that had been invented yet.
The search continues for drugs with promnesic effects.
A few minutes later, Ruth handed me my breakfast: burnt toast, runny scrambled eggs, and a mystery meat.
She cannot leave the fustering, festering middle-class world she finds herself in, to embrace her love in 'pagan' intuitiveness; what prevents her is her Christian conscience, which makes her aware of a reality beyond the wanton vacuity of the young lovers, Varvara and Kudrjáš.
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