“He’s just trying to keep up with the times. He probably feels left out, being too old this time.” “Left out!” Brinker s eyes lighted up. “Left out! He and his crowd are responsible for it! And we’re going to fight it!” I had heard this generation-complaint from Brinker before, so often that I finally identified this as the source of his disillusionment during the winter, this generalized, faintly self-pitying resentment against millions of people he did not know. He did know his father, however, and so they were not getting along well now. In a way this was Finny’s view, except that naturally
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