用英文写一篇短篇爱情小说

In the autumn of my last year at college，I got into the habit of studying at the Radcliffe library ．I didn't do it just to admire the girls，though I agree I liked that too．The place was quiet，nobody knew me，and there was less demand for the books I needed for my studies．The day before one of my midterm history exams，I still hadn't found time to read the first book on the reading list．（That，of course，is a very common disease at Harvard．） I walked over to the reservations desk to get one of the books which would save me from failing me exam the next day．There were two girls working there．One was a tall，sporty type．The other was the quiet kind，in glasses．I choseher-Middle Four Eyes．

‘Do you have English Society in the Middle Ages？’

She looked at me．It was a sharp，unfriendly look．‘Don't you have your own library at Harvard？’she asked．

‘Listen，Harvard students are allowed to use the Radcliffe library．’

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