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From: Lewis Stout
Subject: stupidly
Date: Sun, 30 Jul 2006 11:33:05 +1000

There is no one at thistable who hasnt steady nerves and a vast deal of common sense. His ship, since it was doomed, should go down in actionwith every flag flying. Theyhad to endure all their days what he had endured to a small degreein the trenches. There is no one at thistable who hasnt steady nerves and a vast deal of common sense. Insensibility, perhaps, was the best word. Maybe, but this is a picked party, remember. So on his return to London he sought out Acton Croke andhad himself examined. It was a green saddle of land, a meadow ofwild hay among the pines. The briefs for the following term wouldbe returned. At any rate he would not sink to self-pity. There was no one moment to which hecould point when his health had begun to fail. I dont see much of youth nowadays, said Leithen. That night he had meant, before going to sleep, to have it out withhimself. He had used most of thetalents God had given him, but not all. The answer was that therewould be a progressive loss of strength until the heart failed. He had chosen the third, but seemed tohave a foot also in every other world. I want you to know my Simon better, she said. He roselanguidly, struggled through the day, and went to bed exhausted. Impossible, for it was associated tooclosely with his years of vigour. Why, yes, there arethe two biggest exhibits of all. She wasdeeply interested in life and very little interested in herself. He was so utterly weary thatafter coffee and a sandwich in his rooms he went straight to bed. Finding Francis may mean a good deal ofbodily wear and tear and taking some risks. I heard his name for the first time a few weeks ago. Now we are recovering Uncle Sam,though we have shaved him and polished him up. So he talked about himself andhis recent doings. Copyright laws are changing all over the world. As always aftera meal, he felt languid and weak, but his mind was no longercomatose. He had survived the War, when the best of hiscontemporaries had fallen in swathes.

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