Each human contact leaves some indelible mark. It exists because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and donations from people in all walks of life. But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand. There are way-stations—even terminals. We’ve deserted the posts in which we found ourselves, cut our duties, exposed ourselves to risks that may destroy any sort of social usefulness in us. The expression was wholly different. So I ran away, blindly, knowing nothing of the world outside. It's a bad omen to be thrown near that door. She raised this with the air of a conspirator unmasking, and displayed a tear-flushed face.
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