In that dim moment in the liquor-shop, by that bruised body, how much he saw! A play-ground loud with boys--wide-branching elms--a country church--a placid pond.

He heard voices, and summer hymns, and evening echoes; and all the images and sounds were soft, and pensive, and remote.
The doctor's name was Greenidge--James Greenidge, and he had known Abel Newt at school..