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friended, and for whom he had worked so long-beset him now, and he went out. But the absurdity of his quest struck him before he had gone the length of the Square. One could not go to people and say: `Stand and deliver me your inmost judgements.' And suddenly he was aware of how far away he really was from them. Through all his ministrations had he ever come to know their hearts? And now, in this dire necessity for knowledge, there seemed no way of getting it. He went at random into a < tationer's shop; the shopman sang bass in his choir. They had met Sunday after Sunday for the last seven years. But when, with this itch for intimate knowledge on him, he saw the man behind the counter, it was as if he were looking on him for the first time. The Russian proverb, `The heart of another is a dark forest', flashed into his mind, while he said: `Well, Hodson, what news of your son?'
`Nothing more, Mr. Pierson, thank you, sir, nothing more at present.'
And it seemed to Pierson, gazing at the man's face clothed in a short, grizzling beard cut rather like his own, that he must be thinking: `Ah! sir, but what news of your daughter?' No one would ever tell him to his face what he was thinking. And, buying two pencils, he went out. On the other side of the road was a bird-fancier's shop, kept by a woman whose husband had been taken for the Army. She was not friendly towards him, for it was known to her trat he had expostulated with her husband for keeping larks, and other wild birds. And quite deliberately he crossed the road, and stood looking in at the window, with the morbid hope that from this unfriendly one he might hear truth. She was in her shop, and came to the door.
`Have you any news of your husband, Mrs. Cherry?'
`No, Mr. Pierson, I'ave not; not this week.'
`He hasn't gone out yet?'

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