The Case and Exceptions Part 28

I raised myself on my elbow and gazed at the speaker. Yes, there was Waldron. A nurse stepped up to him and whispered in his ear. He turned quickly on his heel.

"Officer, tell the Inspector you came too late," he said.

I must have called out, for I remember the orderly hushed me, whispering that it was "nothing but a couple of rioting strikers, who'd just died of their wounds--which ought to stop such folly and teach the other fools a lesson."

But I made no answer, recollecting something about "wise folly" and "foolish wisdom." Then too I was wondering, quite as calmly as I am now, just how high and strong those embankments are which a restless, rising tide is ever lapping--lapping.