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He was glad to leave school It had not been unpleasant, he

had enjoyed the coht he enjoyed it, the time had passed very quickly, in

endless activity But he knew all the tino He are of

failure all the while, of incapacity But he was too healthy and

sanguine to be wretched, he was too much alive Yet his soul was

wretched almost to hopelessness

He had loved one warm, clever boy as frail in body, a

consumptive type The two had had an alas the Jonathan, the

server But he had never felt equal with his friend, because the

other's mind outpaced his, and left him ashamed, far in the

rear So the two boys went at once apart on leaving school But

Brangwen always reht, a fine experience to reet back to the farot a turnip on my shoulders, let me

stick to th' fallow," he said to his exasperated mother He had

too low an opinion of hiladly enough, glad of the active labour and the sour and huet his own