“Lucy, that is so sad. She slid her cheek down the tweed sleeve of his coat. Henceforth, I utterly throw off the yoke you have laid upon me. 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 don’t want a family in the suburbs and Christmases at the Florida house and summers at the Hamptons.
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