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Sheppard, smiling through her tears. Glancing idly up at her own window as they had swung round the corner she had seen a strange thing. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. I hate to see you spoil yourself with guys like me. The third time she escaped she reached the inconsequent barricade of the overturned table. It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park. When she awoke she felt as if she were adrift on a soft cloud through a golden sky.
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