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On her fourth night she found herself in a bar in Cambridge, chatting to an elegant young man in a room that seemed filled with elegant young men.
He told her that they were near the Harvard campus, which Travis had heard of. He also mentioned his name, Tom Ripley, and Travis had heard of him too. There had been some stories about him in the papers several years back that concerned forged paintings and murder... ...but Travis found him charming. |