novelty of
the second
phase
began to
wear of
and become
habit， he
would
stand in
the
kitchen
door and
look out
across the
dusk and
see，
perhaps
with
foreboding
and
premonition，
the savage
and lonely
street
which he
had chosen
of his own
will，
waiting
for him，
thinking
This is
not my
life。I
don't
belong
hereAt
first it
shocked
him：the
abject
fury of
the New
england
glacier
exposed
suddenly
to the fre
of the New
England
