But I can't go on any longer this way! I have got to let go--I have got to talk to somebody.
That dear woman with whom I live is kindness itself and would do anything she could for me, but somehow I cannot tell her about these things.

I may be wrong about it--but I was born that way.

You know black from white--you live here right in the midst of it--you see it every day.

Mr.Silas Murford told me the other night at Kelsey's that you knew everybody in this neighborhood, and so I came to you.

Help me find my wife!" Father Cruse drew his chair closer and laid his hand soothingly on O'Day's knee.
"It is unnecessary for me to tell you I will help you," he answered in his low, smooth voice: "And now let us get to work systematically and see what can be done.