1 There was no mistaking the words.
2 At last Tom could stand it no longer.
3 She listened intently, but there was no answer.
4 The girl glanced at the words, but made no sign.
5 She had no companions but silence and loneliness.
6 He would hang out no signals, he would take notice of none.
7 Now, no doubt you know the names of all the twelve disciples.
8 Tom had no handkerchief, and he looked upon boys who had as snobs.
9 Then Tom marched out of the house and over the hills and far away, to return to school no more that day.
10 There was no lack of material; boys happened along every little while; they came to jeer, but remained to whitewash.
11 He generally began that day with wishing he had had no intervening holiday, it made the going into captivity and fetters again so much more odious.
12 Tom bent all his energies to the memorizing of five verses, and he chose part of the Sermon on the Mount, because he could find no verses that were shorter.
13 At the end of half an hour Tom had a vague general idea of his lesson, but no more, for his mind was traversing the whole field of human thought, and his hands were busy with distracting recreations.
14 About half-past nine or ten o'clock he came along the deserted street to where the Adored Unknown lived; he paused a moment; no sound fell upon his listening ear; a candle was casting a dull glow upon the curtain of a second-story window.
15 But he grew tired once more, after a while; tried to amuse himself with a fly but found no relief; followed an ant around, with his nose close to the floor, and quickly wearied of that; yawned, sighed, forgot the beetle entirely, and sat down on it.
16 Away off in the flaming sunshine, Cardiff Hill lifted its soft green sides through a shimmering veil of heat, tinted with the purple of distance; a few birds floated on lazy wing high in the air; no other living thing was visible but some cows, and they were asleep.
17 There was not even a zephyr stirring; the dead noonday heat had even stilled the songs of the birds; nature lay in a trance that was broken by no sound but the occasional far-off hammering of a wood-pecker, and this seemed to render the pervading silence and sense of loneliness the more profound.
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