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I don’t want to hear you. " With no little effort—for the right words had a way of tumbling back out of reach—he marshalled his phrases, and as he uttered them, closed his eyes to lessen the possibility of a break. I suppose that shocks one’s ideas. His job as a painter was wearing him down acutely as he aged. Everything was done in the most legal and imposing way, but the whole thing was a fraud. " So there was always plenty of mail. “She has gone down into the country. It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park. “You must come and see me some afternoon,” she said to him.
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