There were moments when she doubted whether the whole mass of movements and societies and gatherings and talks was not simply one coherent spectacle of failure protecting itself from abjection by the glamour of its own assertions. People sat in unusual pews, and a wide margin of hassocky emptiness intervened between the ceremony and the walls. “Katy Pfister. "If any one's to blame, it's me. Why did the beggar hang on down there, when he could have enjoyed all that civilization had to offer? Yes, he would be mighty glad to see McClintock; and the sooner he came the better. She had never been able to discover where her father had hidden his shaving mirror.
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