It means social isolation—struggle. But I don’t think she lays hold of one so. That—that isn’t living! You are beside yourself. She had often wondered if Hoddy would ever go back to it. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. His face was wreathed in smiles, his beringed hand was cordially outstretched.
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