He was impatient of their voices and could not keep his feet at rest. Two boys were standing in the shelter of a doorway, smoking, and before he reached them he had recognised Heron by his voice. The scorn and anger in his voice brought Cranly's eyes back from a calm survey of the walls of the hall. When the agony of shame had passed from him he tried to raise his soul from its abject powerlessness.
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