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Cavenaugh rubbed his hands together and smiled his sunny smile.’I like that idea. It’s reassuring. If we can have no secrets, it means we can’t, after all, go so far afield as we might,’ he hesitated, ‘yes, as we might.’Eastman looked at him sourly. ‘Cavenaugh, when you’ve practiced law in New York for twelve years, you find that people can’t go far in any direction, except-‘ He thrust his forefinger sharply at the floor.’Even in that direction, few people can do anything out of the ordinary. Our range is limited. Skip a few baths, and we become personally objectionable. The slightest carelessness can rot a man’s integrity or give him ptomaine poisoning. We keep up only be incessant cleansing operations, of mind and body. What we call character, is held together by all sorts of tacks and strings and glue. (“Consequences”)
