He glanced downwards at the impetuous torrent, which he could perceive shooting past him with lightning swiftness in the gloom. But come in, dear. He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately kindly. However, I've not told you all; for old Van did say something about the child saving his new-found friend's life at the time of meeting; but how that's to happen, I'm sure I can't guess. Come home alone. It is in vain to struggle against the arm of fate.
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