But there was no other change in nature, unless indeed it were a change that I saw with a stranger sharpness. Without waiting for his father's questions he ran across the road and began to walk at breakneck speed down the hill. He clasped his hands and raised them towards the white form, praying with his darkened eyes, praying with all his trembling body, swaying his head to and fro like a lost creature, praying with whimpering lips. Grose, most apparently, only desired to cling to me and to quake in silence.
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