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tower. He looked toward them with blurred eyes. There was a crowning radiance to his afternoon; through his failure and defeat he had come to know Wallace and Durant and Sheldon and Blanchard—yes, even his own brother—all that was best in them, and to care for them all as perhaps he might never otherwise have cared.

“If I could ever be big enough to treat some other poor kid the way they’ve treated me!” he thought.