The Story, as the title* implies, is that of a wild goose-chase for happiness. Until she was 18 Judith Earle lived in a solitude broken only by the occasional comings and goings of the children next door. They have been her entire experience of life; of them she thinks or dreams; her thoughts are a tissue of memories,, remembrances of bright small faces, of intense childish devotions, of games of hide-and-seek, all woven together in a dark shining maze, blown and changing like the leaves on an autumn lawn. Then suddenly she...
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