Rene Magritte Rene Magritte Homesickness painting

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.F. directorship? Finally, the students whose tuition had been going to be paid by Lucius Rexford's tax-supported grant-in-aid program now despised Ira, and had apparently stripped the clothes from his back when he offered them, gratis, the time of night.
"You said yougave them your shirt," I reminded him.
He sneezed and cursed. "I'd like to see 'em try to get along without me!"
"They can't," I said.
"Tell them that!"
I bent close to his ear. "Listen, Old Man: forget what I told you both times before. It was mistaken advice."
He glittered his eyes. "Swindled me, did you? I figured you for a sharper! What's your line this time?"
I smiled and bade him good evening.
"Hold on!" he called after me. "Don't you think these rapscallions'll start right in once you've gone? What kind of help is that? You owe me!"
It was indeed evident that at least some of the indigents only waited my withdrawal to resume their molestations -- and a very few, of course, had never really left off. But