Chapter II.III
He met the next day as a different person. No, mister Thurlow’s appearance has not undergone any changes at all – he was still a dystrophic man with consumptive breasts – but it was like a switch went off in his brain. Jo seemed to be attacked by euphoria, it seemed as if he was beaming with energy. At breakfast he wondered what to do with himself. Having outlined the plan by which he would act today, mister Thurlow finished his meagre meal and headed to the bathroom. There, holding his face under a stream of cold water, Jo rinsed off a little and looked in the mirror. His unruly hair was disheveled in all directions, and coupled with his somewhat crazy gaze, he looked like an angry and hungry student. “So”, he thought, “Should trim his hair, otherwise with such a hairstyle he will only sc
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