The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 130,Oplag 3–4Yale Literary Society, 1962 |
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... walked slowly . He did not like to admit it but he was , after all , at loose ends . Throughout the entire vacation he had felt decidely odd . Something stirred within him , made him restless , took him off on any whim , and left him ...
... walked slowly . He did not like to admit it but he was , after all , at loose ends . Throughout the entire vacation he had felt decidely odd . Something stirred within him , made him restless , took him off on any whim , and left him ...
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... walked idly down the shore . He must , he felt , make an effort to get over his gloom . It was really no more than a bad mood . Pique , to be honest , at Eugenia's sending him away . No , that was unfair . It was he who had been ...
... walked idly down the shore . He must , he felt , make an effort to get over his gloom . It was really no more than a bad mood . Pique , to be honest , at Eugenia's sending him away . No , that was unfair . It was he who had been ...
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... walked on toward the shore . A cloud blocked the sun and he saw suddenly and clearly that someone was diving into the waves . He walked on a moment more and then stopped . He knew it must be the woman . What he had mistaken for the ...
... walked on toward the shore . A cloud blocked the sun and he saw suddenly and clearly that someone was diving into the waves . He walked on a moment more and then stopped . He knew it must be the woman . What he had mistaken for the ...
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