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The next e, mailed

my letter, visited the railway station with true rustic

instinct and watched the cutting out of a freight car for

Annandale with a pleasure I had not before taken in

that proceeding The villagers stared at roup of idle laborers stopped talking

to watch hed at a remark by one of the number which

I could not overhear But I am not a particularly sensitive

person; I did not care what hbors

said ofat the back of h the s

of an to work I , set up a draftsman's table I found

put away in a closet, and convinceda year of devotion to architecture Such was,

I felt, the only honest course I should work every day

froive to

recreation and a search for the motives that lay behind

the crafts and assaults of ed into the wood in the middle of the

afternoon it ith the definite purpose of returning

to the upper end of the lake for an intervieith Morgan,