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Chapter 16

           Itisasiflonelinesswereahardandabsoluteconditionofexistence;theenvelopeoffleshandbloodonwhichoureyesarefixedmeltsbeforetheoutstretchedhand,andthereremainsonlythecapricious,unconsolable,andelusivespiritthatnoeyecanfollow,nohandcangrasp.Itwasthefearoflosinghimthatkeptmesilent,foritwasborneuponmesuddenlyandwithunaccountableforcethatshouldIlethimslipawayintothedarknessIwouldneverforgivemyself.

           ‘“Well.Thanks—oncemore.You’vebeen—er—uncommonly—reallythere’snowordto...Uncommonly!Idon’tknowwhy,Iamsure.IamafraidIdon’tfeelasgratefulasIwouldifthewholethinghadn’tbeensobrutallysprungonme.Becauseatbottom...you,yourself...”Hestuttered.

           ‘“Possibly,”Istruckin.Hefrowned.

           ‘“Allthesame,oneisresponsible.”Hewatchedmelikeahawk.

           ‘“Andthat’strue,too,”Isaid.

           ‘“Well.I’vegonewithittotheend,andIdon’tintendtoletanymancastitinmyteethwithout—without—resentingit.”Heclenchedhisfist.

           ‘“There’syourself,”Isaidwithasmile—mirthlessenough,Godknows—buthelookedatmemenacingly.“That’smybusiness,”hesaid.Anairofindomitableresolutioncameandwentuponhisfacelikeavainandpassingshadow.Nextmomenthelookedadeargoodboyintrouble,asbefore.Heflungawaythecigarette

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