But all human stain, all trace of earthly travail, was hidden beneath the spotless mantle mercifully flung from above.
9 seconds sound clip from the The Outcasts of Poker Flat classic radio drama series episode.
You can hear this line at 00:26:05.705 in the radio play.
Quote context
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- It don't matter. Come rest your head on my shoulder. There. That's better.
- Piney.
- Not goodbye. Just, just goodnight. Goodnight, Piney.
- The wind blowed as if it feared to waken them.
- The moon through the rifted clouds looked down upon what had been the camp.
- They slept all that day and the next.
- Nor did they waken when voices and footsteps broke the silence of the camp.
[...]