I daresay you have the whole thing wrong, Gerald. His last actions were futile. No one would ever know what happened to him. The road from Surbiton and Epsom ran under the arch, and, like a bright fungoid growth in the ditch, there was now appearing a sort of fourth estate of little redand-white rough-cast villas, with meretricious gables and very brassy windowblinds. There was a stain of wine upon her dress. No matter what the fire and force of his passion, it falters eventually, and forever after smoulders or goes out. It throws out a number of broad experimental generalizations, and then sets out to bring into harmony or relation with these an infinitely multifarious collection of phenomena. ‘It is necessary that one is at all times ready to protect oneself,’ explained the young lady flatly.
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