Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate, and to transcribe it in unuttered words. “I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big portal. ‘Damn you, what’s the matter with you?’ he snapped in frustration. The small Diedermayer clan was a captive audience.
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