He was listening with pain of spirit to the overtone of weariness behind their frail fresh innocent voices. It was towards the close of his first term in the college when he was in number six. He turned into the pillared hall, now calmly lit, went up the staircase and passed in through the clicking turnstile. " It was to me in particular that he appeared to propound this-- appeared almost to appeal for aid not to hesitate.
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