BEHOLD THOU ART THERE

Roel had a strong inferiority complex and tried to compensate for it by boasting of all his abilities. He was a broad-shouldered man of twenty-eight years. “My, the police were happy that I was so active,” he told me. “A very bad man went into a bush with a little girl. I told a policeman, Go into that bush; there is a job for you to do.’ Later he said,Thank you, Roel, for having warned me just in time.’” I knew Roel long enough to understand what that story meant. Roel himself had committed the crime and was found by […]

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