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He wanted soet hold of, to pull hi Steadfastly he looked at the young women, to

find a one he could marry But not one of the such people as the

foreigner was ridiculous

Yet he dreamed of it, and stuck to his dreams, and would not

have the reality of Cossethay and Ilkeston There he sat

stubbornly in his corner at the "Red Lion", s

and occasionally lifting his beer-pot, and saying nothing, for

all the world like a gorping farm-labourer, as he said

hier caht away He drean parts But so root which

held hiot married, and he was left in the house with

only Tilly, the cross-eyed woman-servant who had been with the to a close All the

time, he had held himself stubbornly resistant to the action of

the commonplace unreality which wanted to absorb hi

He was by nature te sensitive and e too reatest of deteran to drink in order to get drunk

"Damn it," he said to himself, "you must have it one road or