She slipped into bed and struggled to stay awake until she heard Cathy and Larry 14 stirring. I was grateful. She pointed suddenly at the portrait. A man might be without relatives, but certainly he would not be without friends, that is to say, without letters. I might as well try to build a ladder to heaven. Before her stretched blank spaces, dotted with running people coming toward her, and below them railings and a statue.
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