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A delightful moment was when one ceased reading juvenile literature and tackled adult books, able to do the mechanical reading and understand its content. With me that came early. In my teens I was romping, or ramping through Scott, Dickens, Lytton, Jane Austen, Reade and other Victorians, with Bunyan's Pilgrim's Progress before that, back in my boyhood.

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