By the time they reached the hall, they were not so much friends as fellow-conspirators, for Youth, when it… — J.B. Priestley
By the time they reached the hall, they were not so much friends as fellow-conspirators, for Youth, when it is exiled into the kingdoms of the old, at once turns itself into the strongest of secret societies.
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