Chapter 5
By that afternoon, thanks to Chuck's help, I was moved completely out of the dorms and into the hotel. By nightfall I had seen all of my new neighbors. They were quite a motley crew. There were six other rooms in my little section, and they contained, in order, a Czechoslovakian graduate student of physics, a seventy-year-old seamstress, a Chinese man in his forties, a tall, angular, middle-aged lady librarian, an elderly female White Russian refugee, and a Greek nurse. Quite a conglomeration. The lady librarian, Miss Rooksby, was the only one interested enough to come snow me which shelves in the kitchen and in the refrigerator I was entitled to. She also filled me up with plenty of gossip about the other boarders-the Czech had a mistress who visited him, the seamstress was
