Michael Wood

https://theoviebooks.wordpress.com/ So Dennis took the consequences, and woke up at night shrieking with nightmare as their direct result. Daily the same question was put to him, and received the same answer which produced the same pains and penalties, save that they grew a little more grievous daily because of the increasing blackness of his sin. Dennis went about with a white face and silent tongue; his eyes were red and swollen, and there were purple rings under them. At last on the fifth day the child breaking down confessed himself to be a wilful and egregious perverter of the truth. “Why couldn’t you have said that before?” said Hugh March. “Now speak the truth in future, there’s a good boy.” Wood, Michael, pseudonym of Joy Hooper. In Public Domain First Published 1916 Ovi eBook Publishing 2024