His name is carved upon a beam up stairs. 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. and miscarried. She was standing there, smiling at the audience as at her friends. I cannot be intimate—’ stressing the word with a deep look ‘— with one I feel to be a stranger. She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. elizabethbailey.
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