Mountains out of molehills and armies out of windmills; and you'll tire yourself in one direction and shatter yourself in the other. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand. In the twilight he had ceased to be a person one could tackle and shame; he had become something more general, a something that crawled and sneaked toward her and would not let her alone. Let us have no more of this humbug. Miss Mary being his only child ’an all, he were in a right pelter. He would stare at her intensely when he was certain his parents were not looking in his direction. I do not care, but only that you will leave my affairs to me. This did not affect Spurlock. “Useless—worse than useless. There he paused again, half turning his back and pretending to look for someone among the soldiers on the benches.
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