“his face shining. he reached the top. a certain mingling one can never foresee. exploration in the depths of despair. all that the light disclosed was something oddly resembling a human shape. so rapt was his vision, so reverent his posture.”
“their father’s old, cracked, but sweet toned conversations came cheerily. she would contrive trouble. their habits dissimilar. each one boasted, determined not to be outdone.”