Pages 142 and 143

“He hid behind the barbed-wire of a sarcastic tongue and”

Pages 144 and 145

“a fountain of acquaintances. Those who knew him could only grin in a watery way, wading knee or waist deep into the current between them,”

Pages 146 and 147

“assuaging a glassy-eyed grief for which he found no utterance. He began standing in circles”

Pages 148 and 149

“to seek new diversions, and spun in sophisticated classes of foolishness, turning sense into folly till he saw”

Pages 150 and 151

“a different picture of himself and the world.”*

 
 
*This page printed in an edition of six archival digital prints (22″x30″).
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