And throwing himself on the grass, he hid his face against the dog and sobbed.
Perhaps he thought of Rahab who hid the spies, and received a commendation for it.
And then, amid his lore of wretchedness he hid his face and wept.
I hid not my light under a bushel, she would say that for me.
She hid her face on his breast against his tickly coat, and cried.
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