She was the High Priestess. ‘Comment? What do you wish?’ ‘What the devil do you think you’re up to now, I’d like to know?’ Her eyes flashed. 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 thought if you were living, and not captured, I should find you here,—and I was right. “No one has a better right than I to be with you.
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