"One-and-twenty, ah!" repeated Gay. Both of them would be committing novel and unforgettable acts. If my Mom found out, she’d kill me. What a pity! For all her ignorance of material things—the human inventions which served the physical comforts of man—how much she knew about man himself! She had seen him bereft of all those spiritual props which permit man to walk on two feet instead of four—broken, without resilience. His tie had demanded a struggle; he ought to have taken a clean one after his first failure. I said I’d do anything.
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