The one fault, indeed, of this school of fiction for him was that it had rather a light way with parental rights. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. He and his friends (he had at least two per class, even in Trigonometry) would make their exits as quickly as possible.
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