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She nodded. "I know," she said glumly.

"You know!" I was speechless. "But don't you think you should do something about it?" I asked petulantly at last.

"What do you suggest?" She was very cool and began adjusting her short skirt. "The record's quite accurate at present, I am indeed a man." Her grey eyes had held mine with such a calculating look as she'd said it that I was instantly sure that she wasn't joking at all.

It hadn't been often in my life that I've been totally at a loss for words, but at that moment, I was. I couldn't think of anything to say. After that first penetrating look, she'd, I mean, he'd turned away and finished his dressing. The he'd touched up his eye makeup, given me a little smile and left.

"Well, you got what you deserved," was all the commiseration my wounded sensibilities got from Dr. Lewis.

"What are you going to do for her, er, I mean, him?" I asked.

"It's none of your business, now is it, Dot?" There was a twinkle in his eye as he said it.

"Well, what could such a person want with you-a freak like that?" I asked. There must have been disgust all over my face.

"Oh, Dorothy," sighed the doctor. "Where've you been hiding the last few years? That young man isn't so untypical. Besides, there's nothing much else I could do for him. What we was referrred to me for, was a second opinion on an internal problem that I'm sure can be cleared up with medicine, rather than surgery."

My eyes obviously showed my surprise. "No," he laughed at me. "We're not into that kind of operation here. At least not yet."

A week after that, my roommate, Pat Lumsden up and married. It was a 'quickie' marriage, with quite a few sniggles at the registry office, where no one said too much. But Pat's leaving put me in a quandry. I needed someone to help out with the rent and fast. I mean,

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