The ache of conscience ceased and he walked onward swiftly through the dark streets. " "Ah, then, is THAT what you've stayed over for?" He spoke with a gaiety through which I could still catch the finest little quiver of resentful passion; but I can't begin to express the effect upon me of an implication of surrender even so faint. In these four years, we have been touched by tragedy, exhilarated by challenge, strengthened by achievement. Emerald and black and russet and olive, it moved beneath the current, swaying and turning.