"How come you don't smoke?"

I was in a hurry—mostly because I had my worst exam coming up (economics) and partly because everyone else was in a hurry. The preexam jitters had already hit the campus and, like everyone else, I was anxious to hurry with lunch and get back to my studying.

It's funny how mesmeric exam tension can be. The whole Campus sort of stretches, as if it were going into its last lap. You can't get away from the sounds of typewriters, and people don't usually stop and talk much. If you don't go into a spin about four weeks before exams, something's supposed to be wrong with you!

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