Where do you hang out ? '' `` Thirty-eight St. John 's Street . '' `` Better and better . Why , I 'm just around the corner on Wallace Street . I do n't like my boardinghouse , though . It 's bleak and lonesome , and my room looks out on such an unholy back yard . It 's the ugliest place in the world . As for cats -- well , surely ALL the Kingsport cats ca n't congregate there at night , but half of them must . I adore cats on hearth rugs , snoozing before nice , friendly fires , but cats in back yards at midnight are totally different animals . The first night I was here I cried all night , and so did the cats . You should have seen my nose in the morning . How I wished I had never left home ! '' `` I do n't know how you managed to make up your mind to come to Redmond at all , if you are really such an undecided person , '' said amused Priscilla . `` Bless your heart , honey , I did n't . It was father who wanted me to come here . His heart was set on it -- why , I do n't know . It seems perfectly ridiculous to think of me studying for a B.A. degree , does n't it ? Not but what I can do it , all right . I have heaps of brains . '' `` Oh ! ''
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John Kingsport Priscilla Street boardinghouse left midnight morning night right