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“So I went back to my inn, and as I walked through the dark streets I pondered this and that, as one does at the end of a days work. I pondered why it was that Mrs Seton had no money to leave us; and what effect poverty has on the mind; and I thought of the queer old gentleman I had seen that morning with tufts of fur upon their shoulders; and I remembered how if one whistled one of them ran; and I thought of the organ booming in the chapel and of the shut doors of the library; and I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worth perhaps to be locked in; and, thinking of the safety ad prosperity of the one sex and the poverty and insecurity of the other and of the effect of tradition and of the lack of tradition upon the mind of a writer, I thought at last that it was time to roll up he crumpled skin of the day, with its arguments and its impressions and its anger and its laughter, and cast it into the hedge. A thousand stars were flashing across the blue wastes of the sky. One seemed alone within an inscrutable society. All human beings were laid asleep - prone, horizontal, dumb. Nobody seemed stirring in the streets of oxbridge. Even the door of the hotel sprung open at the touch of an invisible hand - not a boots was sitting up to light me to bed, it was so late.”

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