Pity, and at the same time a bewildered fear of this explosive engine in his arms, whose works he did not understand, and yet had been tampering with.

There arose from before him the curtains of boyhood, and he saw for the first time the ambiguous face of woman as she is.

In vain he looked back over the interview; he saw not where he had offended.

It seemed unprovoked, a wilful convulsion of brute nature.

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