“Looking around him, now in his forties, Holmes noticed the absence of long-familiar faces. His friends had by no means begun to die of old age as yet. But things seemed to happen to them, now that the first vigorous thrusts of youth were gone. People failed, dropped out of sight.”
Yankee from Olympus, Catherine Drinker Bowen, p. 281.
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