The committee will wonder what's become o' me." I followed him out to the road.

There I put my hand on his shoulder, and said: "Bill Hahn, you are a better man than I am." He smiled, a beautiful smile, and we walked off together down the road.
I wish I had gone on with him at that time into the city, but somehow I could not do it.

I stopped near the top of the hill where one can see in the distance that smoky huddle of buildings which is known as Kilburn, and though he urged me, I turned aside and sat down in the edge of a meadow.

There were many things I wanted to think about, to get clear in my mind.
As I sat looking out toward that great city, I saw three men walking in the white road.

As I watched them, I could see them coming quickly, eagerly.