The next half hour was very confusing for Susan and very nasty, a muddle of strange stairs and strange corridors leading to strange dormitories while crowds of strange faces loomed at her, grinning, and disappeared again, rather like the faces in the kind of dream you had when you had a high temperature or had eaten too much supper, she thought.
From SUSAN AT SCHOOL, Chapter 1, New Girls.
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