From without as from within the waters had flowed over his barriers: their tides began once more to jostle fiercely above the crumbled mole. What if I should go straight in and march to HIS window?--what if, by risking to his boyish bewilderment a revelation of my motive, I should throw across the rest of the mystery the long halter of my boldness? This thought held me sufficiently to make me cross to his threshold and pause again. At most, by an alms given to a beggar whose blessing he fled from, he might hope wearily to win for himself some measure of actual grace. He could hear the cries of the fellows on the playgrounds.
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