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Without power for self-analysis, without being able to penetrate the

inner recesses of his own soul in that crisis, he trudged on

A little later, almost unconscious of volition in thea ticket He was going back to the

obscurity of Maquoit But he was fully conscious that he was not obeying

Julius Marston's injunction to go and hide A deeper senti him He knehere there existed simple faith in him and

affection for him, and he craved that solace There were humble folks in

Maquoit ould welcoo hoht that he would ever call the Hue and Cry colony "home"