She thought of an old abandoned barn that she could inhabit further downriver, but shrugged off the idea in disdain. ” “For a little time,” she answered. 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. This double buffetting had sharpened her shrewdness and insight.
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