Between
or behind the dense and involved confusion which grown-up life presented there
appeared for moments chinks of pure daylight in which the simple, unmistakable truth,
the underlying reason, otherwise so overlaid and befogged, was revealed. Such seasons, or more probably seconds, were
of so intense a revelation that the wonder came to be how the truth could ever
again be overcast, as it certainly would be overcast directly this lantern-like
illumination went out.
“Mr.
Hudson’s Childhood” (published September 26, 1918)
(E2
298)
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