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Chapter XXVIII. A Pilgrim, An Outlaw: The Spirit Detained

           Hurstwoodcontemplatedherandfeltthis.Hewasnotdisturbedthatitshouldbeso.Hedidnottroublebecauseshewasmovedsympatheticallyinthematter.Itwasoneofthequalitiesinherwhichpleasedhimexceedingly.Hewasonlythinkinghowheshouldexplain.Eventhiswasnotthemostseriousthinginhismind,however.Hisowndeedandpresentflightwerethegreatshadowswhichweigheduponhim.

           “WhatafoolIwastodothat,”hesaidoverandover.“Whatamistake!”

           Inhissobersenses,hecouldscarcelyrealisethatthethinghadbeendone.Hecouldnotbegintofeelthathewasafugitivefromjustice.Hehadoftenreadofsuchthings,andhadthoughttheymustbeterrible,butnowthatthethingwasuponhim,heonlysatandlookedintothepast.ThefuturewasathingwhichconcernedtheCanadianline.Hewantedtoreachthat.Asfortheresthesurveyedhisactionsfortheevening,andcountedthempartsofagreatmistake.

           “Still,”hesaid,“whatcouldIhavedone?”

           Thenhewoulddecidetomakethebestofit,andwouldbegintodosobystartingthewholeinquiryoveragain.Itwasafruitless,harassinground,andlefthiminaqueermoodtodealwiththepropositionhehadinthepresenceofCarrie.

           Thetrainclackedthroughtheyardsalongthelakefront,andranratherslowlytoTwenty-fourthStreet.Brakesandsignalswerevisiblewithout.Theenginegaveshortcallswithitswhistle,andfrequentlythebellrang.Severalbrakemencamethrough,bearinglanterns.Theywerelockingthevestibulesandputtingthecarsinorderforalongrun.

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