43/47 When I first came here, I guessed I'd best change my name, so I said I was Josiah. Fact is, Mr.John, I didn't know Mrs. He could hardly have realized the strange comfort the black felt in his confession. What it all summed up for Josiah in the way of possible peril of loss of liberty John presently had made plain to him. He was increasingly urgent in his demand for answers to the many questions life was bringing. |