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She herself, and one other there, recognized the interposition of something akin to tragedy. Mr. Opening the door, he found it littered with straw, on which he threw himself, and instantly fell asleep. “But,” he said, “you do not blame me altogether?” She rose to her feet. These were less like streets than labyrinths, hewn through an eternal twilight. At last he took up his thoughts again: “I wonder if, some day, one won’t need to rebel against customs and laws? If this discord will have gone? Some day, perhaps—who knows?—the old won’t coddle and hamper the young, and the young won’t need to fly in the faces of the old.
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