When he came out of the tea room, he ran into Clara head-on.
They both stopped and looked at each other in the corridor. Nathan saw Clara's dark eyes, like deep pools, scanning his face.
"What for?" he said.
Clara said, "Let's go and have a cigarette."
They hid in the stairwell, Clara took out a cigarette box from her pocket, skillfully knocked the whole box of cigarettes on the stair railing several times, shook out the cigarette, and handed it to Nathan. Before Nathan could say anything, she took it back and said lightly: "I forgot again, you don't like mint cigarettes."
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