Tyranny of Weakness

Excerpt: "They were types in embryo, but of course they did not know it. No more would a grain of wheat and a poppy seed dropping side-by-side in a fallow place reflect upon their destinies, though one might typify a working world''s dependence for bread; the other a dreaming world''s reliance for opium. They were a boy and a girl stepping artlessly into the wide chances of a brand-new and vastly ...