One’s sense of proportion, battered out of all shape in the daily life of cities, reasserts itself. Wood;—"Owen—Owen!—Thames, help!" "Coming!" cried Mr. ’ He bowed and indicated the open door at the back of the hall. ’ He flushed. As he looked up at the massive tower, the clock tolled forth the hour of midnight. . I felt I MUST do something anyhow, and up I came just as soon as I could to see you.
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