See paragraph 1. It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park. “You know, my mom caught me smoking once with Missy. The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations. Jarvis did not leave a will. "It is addressed to my mother," he added, as his eye glanced rapidly over it, "and by my father. His apparel was sumptuous in the extreme, and such as was only worn by persons of the highest distinction. Forgive me if a certain warmth creeps into my words! The Park is green and gray to-day, but I am glowing pink and gold. She guessed Jack was having trouble finding the right piece of carving. Thank goodness you’ll understand. She had expected sympathetic admiration, but instead the whole Widgett family, except Teddy, expressed a common dismay. To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. I wanted something alive.
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