And like that gospel it meant something, something different from its phrases, something elusive, and yet something that in spite of the superficial incoherence of its phrasing, was largely essentially true. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. I’m taking no chances. , 13, Montague St.
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