It overwhelmed me now that I should never be able to bear that, and it made me let myself go. We have a place, all of us, in a long story - a story we continue, but whose end we will not see. The children, wearing the spoils of their crackers, danced and romped noisily and, though he tried to share their merriment, he felt himself a gloomy figure amid the gay cocked hats and sunbonnets. His hat had come down on his forehead.
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