THE UNBEAUTIFUL WORLD In spite of the exaltation of renunciation, and in spite of the joy of being newly and especially "wanted," those early September days were sometimes hard for David.

Not until he had relinquished all hope of his "start" did he fully realize what that hope had meant to him.
There were times, to be sure, when there was nothing but rejoicing within him that he was able thus to aid the Hollys.

There were other times when there was nothing but the sore heartache because of the great work out in the beautiful world that could now never be done; and because of the unlovely work at hand that must be done.

To tell the truth, indeed, David's entire conception of life had become suddenly a chaos of puzzling contradictions.
To Mr.Jack, one day, David went with his perplexities.

Not that he told him of the gold-pieces and of the unexpected use to which they had been put--indeed, no.