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How gaily and lightly these people I met carried their radiant heads, and swung themselves through life as through a ball–room! There was no sorrow in a single look I met, no burden on any shoulder, perhaps not even a clouded thought, not a little hidden pain in any of the happy souls. And I, walking in the very midst of these people, young and newly–fledged as I was, had already forgotten the very look of happiness.
The Lord stuck His finger in the net of my nerves gently—yea, verily, in desultory fashion—and brought slight disorder among the threads.
I am fully conscious that I am succumbing to influences over which I have no control.
