Well-balanced, sane, wasn’t I? You never heard anyone
call me a madman? I’m pretty near being one now, and it’s her fault. So
here I am, king of all I survey, with a predilection for poker, a scorched liver, and
a piano-player. She padded up the stairs to the bedroom, finding that
her sheets had been changed with a fresh pillow case to
welcome her weary head. At last he took up his thoughts again: “I wonder if, some day, one
won’t need to rebel against customs and laws? If this discord will have gone?
Some day, perhaps—who knows?—the old won’t coddle and hamper the young,
and the young won’t need to fly in the faces of the old. Anna
followed her finger, and looked back into her sister’s face.
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