"You who are condemned to die, repent with lamentable tears. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. His name is John. "I'm not worth it. One morning, as he took his stand on the Hong-Kong packet dock to ambush the possible tourist, he witnessed the arrival of a tubby schooner, dirty gray and blotched as though she had run through fire. That'll tune me up. There were lines in her face that age had not put there. Find your man, that’s the rule. I suppose my creed is, ‘I believe rather indistinctly in God the Father Almighty, substratum of the evolutionary process, and, in a vein of vague sentimentality that doesn’t give a datum for anything at all, in Jesus Christ, His Son. I never intended it to be anything but a short story, for I had never completed even the shortest of stories unless forced to in grammar school. One trouble, however, shot its slanting bolts athwart the shining warmth of that opening day and marred its perfection, and that was the thought of her father. Brown broke the silence.
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