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_Elaine Sterne_
The little boy in No. 60 pressed his nose against the cold window-pane / and looked out over the school yard. It was a deserted white courtyard, / with a few muddy footprints zigzagging across the snow toward the / second dormitory. There was, to be sure, a rusty puddle in one corner / where the drops from the rain-pipe spattered, but aside from that, four / gray walls with staring windows looked him back square in the eye, no / matter how far he twisted his head.[15]