I'm awfully sorry.

I want to please you in any way I can, but--but--it's all gone--all that early part.

It's simply one's childhood that's finished with." "And it can't come back ?" his father said quietly.
"Never!" Martin's voice was almost a cry as though he were defying something.
"We are very weak against God's will," his father said, still quietly as though it were not he that was speaking but some voice in the shadow behind him.

"You are not your own master, Martin." "I am my own master," Martin answered passionately.

"I have been my own master for ten years.