I really must leave you now. 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. He saw rifts in clouds—sunshine. I’m not to study, I’m not to grow. ‘I must see the lady who is my great-aunt.
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