Why? He turned seaward from the road at Dollymount and as he passed on to the thin wooden bridge he felt the planks shaking with the tramp of heavily shod feet. No free people can for long cling to any privilege or enjoy any safety in economic solitude. Grose found a moment to say to me quietly: "Have you written, miss?" "Yes--I've written. The frames and squares of the great window were a kind of image, for him, of a kind of failure.
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