In the autumn of my last year at college，I got into the habit of studying at the Radcliffe library ．I didn't do it just to admire the girls，though I agree I liked that too．The place was quiet，nobody knew me，and there was less demand for the books I needed for my studies．The day before one of my midterm history exams，I still hadn't found time to read the first book on the reading list．（That，of course，is a very common disease at Harvard．） I walked over to the reservations desk to get one of the books which would save me from failing me exam the next day．There were two girls working there．One was a tall，sporty type．The other was the quiet kind，in glasses．I choseher-Middle Four Eyes．
‘Do you have English Society in the Middle Ages？’
She looked at me．It was a sharp，unfriendly look．‘Don't you have your own library at Harvard？’she asked．
‘Listen，Harvard students are allowed to use the Radcliffe library．’
‘I'm not talking about what you're allowed to do，Preppie．I'm talking about what's right and fair．You fellows have five million books．We only have a few thousand．’
My god，I thought．I wish I'd spoken to the sporty one！This girl's the type that thinks that，because there are five times as many men at Harvard as there are girls at Radcliffe，the girls gave to be five times as smart．Ican usually make those types feel pretty．But just then I badly needed that damn book．
‘Listen，I need that damn book．’
‘Would you please watch your language，Preppie．’
‘What makes you so sure I went to prep school？’
‘You look stupid and rich，’she said，removing her glasses．
‘You're wrong，’I said．‘I'm smart and poor．’
‘Oh，no，Preppie，’she said．‘I'm smart and poor．’
She was looking straight at me．Her eyes were brown．All right，maybe I look rich，but I wouldn't let a Radcliffe girl-even one with pretty eyes-call me stupid．
‘What makes you so smart？’I asked．
‘I wouldn't go for coffee with you，’she replied．
‘Listen-I wouldn't ask you．’
‘That，’she replied，‘is what makes you stupid．’
Let me explain why I took her for coffee．By al－lowing her to think I wanted to，I got that book．And， because she couldn't leave the library until closing time，I had plenty of time to study it．I learned some useful facts about the church and the law in the eleventh century．As a result，I got an A in my history exam．That，bythe way，was the mark I gave to Jenny's legswhen she first walked out from behind that desk．I can't say I gave her high marks for her clothes，however．They were rather strange，to say the least．I specially hated that In-dian thing that she used for a handbag．Fortunately I didn't mention this，as I later discovered that she had made that herself．
We went to a coffee shop near by．I ordered coffee for both of us，and a chocolate ice-cream for her．
‘I'm Jennifer Cavilleri，’she said．‘I'm American，but my family came from Italy．’I had guessed that al－ready．‘And I'm studying music，’she added．
sorry~太长了!!!
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