” “And you have sent him about his business. It’s the poor dears who do, who know they will, know they can’t keep it up, who need to clutch at way-side flowers. We will find some way out of it. Only last night she saw me, and there was horror in her eyes. Two or three podgy-looking old men with wives to match, half-a-dozen overdressed girls, and a couple of underdressed American ones, who still wore the clothes in which they had been tramping half over London since breakfast time. You represented to us the immaculate Briton, the one Englishman who typified the Saxonism, if I may coin a word, of our race. Strewn across the bed was a multitude of jumbled garments.
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