in Book I., the sensitiveness of the delicate
mind when it closes its eyes on Chapter VI. of Book II.--I will keep
silent. As I have said, I anticipate many things, but I only hope
for your approval._
_Yours always,_
_E. TEMPLE THURSTON._
_LONDON,_
_January 31st, 1908._
CONTENTS
BOOK I. THE CONSCRIPT
BOOK II. THE DESERTER
BOOK III. DERELICT
BOOK IV. THE EMPTY HORIZON
SALLY BISHOP
BOOK I
THE CONSCRIPT
CHAPTER I
It was an evening late in November. The fog that during the afternoon
had been lying like a crouching beast between the closely built
houses had now risen. It was as though it had waited till nightfall
for its prey, and then departed, leaving a sense of sulkiness in the
atmosphere that weighed persistently on the spirits. A slight
drizzling rain was wetting the pavements. It clung in a mist to the
glass panes of the street lamps, dimming the glow of the light within.
In the windows of all the houses the electric lights were burning.
You could see clerks, male and female, bent up over their desks
beneath them. Some worked steadily, never looking up from their
occupations; others gazed with expressionless faces out into the
street.
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