I’m sorry. There were perches inside where she could crouch and labyrinths underneath where she could hide. Sorrows and danger and disappointment she had known. Gravely he placed them in his aunt's hand. Even then she had understood vaguely that she had touched upon some philosophy of life: that one was never lonely when alone, only in the midst of crowds. The Widgetts talked with a remarkable absence of external coverings; the Palsworthys found all the meanings of life on its surfaces.
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