He left the path, and went down to the edge of the white ice, so full of air bubbles, it seemed like solid snow, and listened to the gurgle of the hurrying water underneath.
A shed was built close to the stream, to shelter a hand fire-engine.

It had not been used for so long that the row of buckets beside it, which were for dipping up water to fill it, were warped and cracked, their iron bands rusty, and out of one or two the bottom had fallen.

The door of the shed creaked on its one hinge, and John looked up surprised to see how dark it had grown, then he turned towards home.
"Yes," he said to himself, "I must show her her danger.

It will grieve her to force an argument upon her, and I don't think she has had one unhappy hour since we were married; but even if it were not for her own soul's sake, I must not let my people starve for the bread of life, to spare her.

I must not be silent concerning the danger of the sinner.