. But that is men all over. 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. Dump and the village authorities, it was agreed to lock up the prisoner in the cage. And they could talk, they found; and never once, it seemed, did their meaning and intention hitch.
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