Good heavens! what a childhood you must have spent with that fear all alone with you.
It makes me shiver to think of it.

I might even have saved you from this last catastrophe.

For I understood.

I understood." Lieutenant Sutch saw more clearly into the dark places of Harry Feversham's mind than Harry Feversham did himself; and because he saw so clearly, he could feel no contempt.

The long years of childhood, and boyhood, and youth, lived apart in Broad Place in the presence of the uncomprehending father and the relentless dead men on the walls, had done the harm.