Quiet Talks on Service
About a quarter of four one afternoon three young men were standing together on a road leading down to a swift-running river. It was an old road beaten down hard by thousands of feet through hundreds of years. It led down to the river and then along its bank through a village scatteringly nestled by the fords of the river. The young men were intently absorbed in conversation. --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition.
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