“Some afternoon. “Anything is better than this—this stifled life down here. He perceived, however, that both the novels he read and the world he lived in discountenanced these assumptions. It had, as it were, blown up at the concussion of his first step. She tore open the envelope and read it. The theme was a masquerade. How I envied those kids whose Moms picked them up when they got hurt or sick! I fainted in Gym Class when they made me climb the rope.
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