Let's contemplate for a moment, shall we, the lack of social structure in poor Clyde Griffith's life. No immediate family to protect him in Lycurgus (though he has, of course, blood relative), no social structure other than the one into which he was wormed his way and to which he dare not speak his secret. The good gal in his life is dead by his hand. Sondra is 17 and worthless. And so, without such a village as most of are lucky enough to have, is it any wonder that this poor worthless lad ended up in terrible straits? It is not!

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