"He can't escape. At Morningside Park I feel as though all my growing up was presently to stop, as though I was being shut in from the light of life, and, as they say in botany, etiolated. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. " "And all the time you loved her?"—appalled. Are you going to write a novel?” “Not I,” she answered gaily. But if I were you, I shouldn't warn Spurlock. ’ Authority had won again, Gerald thought with satisfaction. " It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word.
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