“Will you tell me what all this is about?” said Capes. She went down, feeling rather than seeing the way. 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. In no way could he be said to contribute to the gaiety of the little party.
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