He hated the thought of the past; there was nothing that called out his love and fellowship toward the strangers he had come amongst; and the future was all dark.


Chapter 2 (at page 17) - Silas Marner: The Weaver of Raveloe (1861)


He hated the thought of the past; there was nothing that called out his love and fellowship toward the strangers he had come amongst; and the future...

He hated the thought of the past; there was nothing that called out his love and fellowship toward the strangers he had come amongst; and the future...

He hated the thought of the past; there was nothing that called out his love and fellowship toward the strangers he had come amongst; and the future...

He hated the thought of the past; there was nothing that called out his love and fellowship toward the strangers he had come amongst; and the future...