I consented. At last, a little way to the northward of Euston Road, the moral cloud seemed to lift, the moral atmosphere to change; clean blinds appeared in the windows, clean doorsteps before the doors, a different appeal in the neatly placed cards bearing the word ————————————— | APARTMENTS ————————————— | in the clear bright windows. ’ ‘But where? Where has he gone? Always he goes off, and he says no word to anyone. He took some Oreos from the bottomless supply that stocked the cookie jar. . “You were never born,” he declared, “to follow the well worn roads.
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