“You see, father,” she said, “it isn’t only this affair of the dance. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. It’s odd, but nothing but cliche seems to meet this case. 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. “I must take them,” she said, to help herself over her own incredulity.
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