We stepped from the Embassy into the motor—and oh! I thought that he was dead. 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. ’ That arrested her. The father, granite; the daughter, fire: Spurlock saw the one and heard the other, his amazement indescribable.
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