There was the stile on which Jonathan had sat, and he recollected distinctly the effect of his mocking glance— how it had hardened his heart against his mother's prayer. A chill rain thrummed against the sides of John’s car, having slowed from deluge to steady patter, the snow was 158 dissolved where it lay. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. But it was of no avail. "I ought to tell you that Mr. ’ ‘Only because you did not tell me entirely the story? That is silly.
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