Sheila grabbed the gun and laughed hysterically, brandishing the weapon and baying like a bear. At first she could not tell what it was; but as her eyes became accustomed to the light, she recognized the old coat. " "I am a thief, nevertheless. 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. But we can’t help noticing. ” “It is very hard to explain,” he answered.
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