TO MY FRIEND R. A. STREATFIELD
Up vistaed hopes I sped;
And shot, precipitated Adown Titanic glooms of chasmed fears,
From those strong Feet that followed, followed after.
But with unhurrying chase,
And unperturbed pace,
Deliberate speed, majestic instancy,
They beat—and a Voice beat
More instant than the Feet—
All things betray thee, who betrayest Me.
The Hound of Heaven.
16 HALLAM STREET,
October 11, 1911.
CONTENTS
[ CHAPTER III — THE BODY COMES TO TOWN ]
[ CHAPTER IV — MARGARET CRAVEN ]
[ CHAPTER VIII — REVELATION OF BUNNING (I) ]
[ CHAPTER IX — REVELATION OF BUNNING (II) ]
[ CHAPTER XI — FIFTH OF NOVEMBER ]
[ CHAPTER XII — LOVE TO THE "VALSE TRISTE" ]
[ CHAPTER XIII — MRS. CRAVEN ]
[ CHAPTER XV — PRELUDE TO A JOURNEY ]
[ CHAPTER XVI — OLVA AND MARGARET ]
[ CHAPTER XVII — FIRST CHAPTER ]