He stood still in the middle of the roadway, his heart clamouring against his bosom in a tumult. Get it out in bits! Temple turned right and left, making sudden feeble gestures as he spoke. The voices that he knew so well, the common words, the quiet of the classroom when the voices paused and the silence was filled by the sound of softly browsing cattle as the other boys munched their lunches tranquilly, lulled his aching soul. Lessons, in this agitation, certainly suffered some delay; I reflected that my first duty was, by the gentlest arts I could contrive, to win the child into the sense of knowing me.
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