Complete Plays of John Galsworthy

s bathing in those waters of mansuetude and truth which

resentment, did not exist at all but as a gigantic fancy of his own! And all these figures were figments of his brain! And when he at last spoke, it would be himself alone that he addressed! The torpid air tainted with human breath, the unwinking stare of the countless lights, the long rows of seats, the queer distant rounds of pale listening flesh pe

ure had vanished; he was on his fee

the feeling that with these words of his he was holding those hungry mouths and eyes dumb and unmoving. Then he knew that he had reached the end of what he had to say, and sat down, remaining motionless in the centre of a vario

th the delivery of that speech he had but parted with what had been a sort of anodyne to suffering. He had only put the fine point on his conviction, of how vain was his career now that he could not s

em like a rider riding himself, plunging at the dig of his own spurs, chafing and wincing at the cruel tugs of his own bitt;

at to lie near one who could so readily grant oblivion, alone could save them from seeking that consolation. He was perhaps unhappie

r, the result of his wetting on the day when he last saw her. And through that latent fever, things and feelings, like his sensations in the House before his speech, were all as it were muffled in a horrible way, as if they all came to him wrapped in a sort of flannel coating, through which he could not cut. And all the time there seemed to be within him two men at m

he did not even go to bed, but changed his clothes, made himself some co

e joined. And there floated up to the window the scent of heliotrope, with the tune of the waltz that those two should have been dancing. This couple so stealthily enlaced, the gleam of their furtively turned eyes, the whispering of their lips, that stony niche below the twitt

and, walked on-without heeding where, till toward

, and already men were coming in to work. To what end did the river wander up and down; and a human river flow across it twice every day? To what end

e on the gorse bushes grey with cobwebs and starry dewdrops. He passed a tramp fami

y to the kitchen garden, and sat down on a bench close to the raspberry bushes. They were protected f

o be circulated that his young lordship was in the fruit garden. It reached the ears of Clifton, who hi

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redded wheat biscuit, constituted her first meal. Her appearance hardly warranted Barbara's description of 'terribly well'; in truth she looked a

te the contrary. But remember this, my dear, however you may change you mustn't wobble. Only one thing counts in

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t vigour which those who have nothing socially to hope for are forced to develop, lest they should decay and be again obliged to hope. To speak honest truth, she could not forbear an itch to run some sharp and foreign substance into her grandson, to rouse him somehow, for she knew the reason of his state, and was temperamentally out of patience with such a cause for backsliding. Had it been

rood over it. Tha

laid it back on the dust rug, nor did he

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please,