“I will make of the days and weeks one long morning, but remember the afternoon must come. 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. He gave glimpses of possibilities. She got up and unlocked the door. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. —There, Mr. His wife met him at the door, and into her hands he delivered his little charge.
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