It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. Think better of it. When he faced Spurlock, the granite was cracked and rived; never had Spurlock seen such dumb agony in human eyes. John did not see her until the last period. She put a hand to the lad’s cold cheek and choked on a sob.
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