haveseenmyopponent’schest，inalonghardboutofwrestling。Formypart，Icoulddonomorethanholdmytongueandlookathim。

　　Withoutanotherwordwerosetothelevelofthemoorsandmires；neitherwouldMasterCarfaxspeak，asIledhimacrossthebarrows。Inthishewaswelcometohisownway，forIdolovesilence；solittleharmcancomeofit。AndthoughGwennywasnobeauty，herfathermightbefondofher。

　　SoIputhiminthecow-housenottofrightenthelittlemaid，andthefoldingshuttersoverhim，suchasweusedatthebeestings；andhelistenedtomyvoiceoutside，andheldon，andpreservedhimself。Fornowhewouldhavescoopedtheearth，ascattledoatyearning-time，andasmeeklyandaspatiently，tohavehischildrestoredtohim。Nottomakelongtaleofit——forthisthingisbeyondme，throughwantoftrueexperience——IwentandfetchedhisGwennyforthfromthebackkitchen，whereshewasfighting，asusual，withourBetty。

　　’Comealong，youlittleVick，’Isaid，forsowecalledher；’Ihaveamessagetoyou，Gwenny，fromtheLordinheaven。’

　　’Don’t’eetalkaboutHe，’sheanswered；’Herhavelongforgattenme。’

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