The Protestant Flagellant, who whipped his soul rather than his body, who made self-denial the rack and the boot, who believed that on Sunday it was sacrilegious to smile, blasphemous to laugh! Spurlock had gone back spiritually three hundred years. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. On the contrary. She was asked to meet him after his game Saturday afternoon. But all of that was forgotten. She could not speak. It did seem germane to the matter that so many of the people “in the van” were plain people, or faded people, or tired-looking people. I’ve never muffed an exam yet. “Will you tell Sydney that I will see him in the morning,” he said.
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