They rose as she approached. "'The Man Who Could Not Go Home. My mind is full of ideas and images that I have been cherishing and accumulating—dreams of travelling side by side, of lunching quietly together in some jolly restaurant, of moonlight and music and all that side of life, of seeing you dressed like a queen and shining in some brilliant throng—mine; of your looking at flowers in some old-world garden, our garden—there are splendid places to be got down in Surrey, and a little runabout motor is quite within my means. Wood, in his Sunday habiliments and Sunday buckle. F. His job as a painter was wearing him down acutely as he aged. There was a trader—a man who bought copra and pearls. “Broken-in people! I suppose the world is just all egotistical children and broken-in people. ‘Must be still downstairs.
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