To Spurlock, in this hour, his conscience stood over against the Ten Commandments, one of which he had broken. “I’m so glad my Mom’s letting me go out tonight. He was a philosopher. She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. For a few days he was able to relegate his conscience to the background.
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