Your lost baby is calling for you out of some garret or cellar or hovel where it lies concealed.

Come, my son.

The gulf that lies between the dreadful past and the blessed future can be leaped at a single bound if you choose to make it.

We want you--Edith and I and your baby want you." Mr.Dinneford, in his great excitement, was hurrying the young man along at a rapid speed, holding on to his arm at the same time, as if afraid he would pull it away and escape.
Granger made no response, but moved along passively, taking in every word that was said.

A great light seemed to break upon his soul, a great mountain to be lifted off.