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at twilight and made me feel so much like galloping in the fields and curling up to sleep on the frozen sod, that I could hardly bring myself indoors even to write to you - though I had been composing letters all day.

It does not seem possible, but it is true that I have gone down to the city every day since my arrival for one cause or another, but though I wanted to stay home or go to the Bronx