I have read in your face, as plain as if it was a book, that but for some trouble and sorrow we should never know half the good there is about us.


The Mystery of Edwin Drood: Reprinted Pieces, and Other Stories (ed. 1892)


I have read in your face, as plain as if it was a book, that but for some trouble and sorrow we should never know half the good there is about us.

I have read in your face, as plain as if it was a book, that but for some trouble and sorrow we should never know half the good there is about us.

I have read in your face, as plain as if it was a book, that but for some trouble and sorrow we should never know half the good there is about us.

I have read in your face, as plain as if it was a book, that but for some trouble and sorrow we should never know half the good there is about us.