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Well now, what about a smoke, while you tell us what has been happening in the Shire? he said

By right of war, whate

I have finished both now And I am going to make for Bucklebury Ferry as quickly as possible I am not going out of the way, back to the road we left last night: I am going to cut straight across country from here

The townlands were rich, with wide tilth and many orchards, and homesteads there were with oast and garner, fold and byre, and many rills rippling through the green from the highlands down to Anduin Yet the herdsmen and husbandmen that dwelt there were not many, and the most part of the people of Gondor lived in the seven circles of the City, or in the high vales of the mountain borders, in Lossarnach, or further south in fair Lebennin with its five swift streams There dwelt a hardy folk between the mountains and the sea They were reckoned men of Gondor, yet their blood was mingled, and there were short and swarthy folk among them whose sires came more from the forgotten men who housed in the shadow of the hills in the Dark Years ere the coming of the kings But beyond, in the great fief of Belfalas, dwelt Prince Imrahil in his castle of Dol Amroth by the sea, and he was of high blood, and his folk also, tall men and proud with sea grey eyes

And I can perceive its despair.

the deuce of a mess. Evie,

No. As I said, he is always agreeable to my friends,

By right of war, whate

It was a wonderful night. The deep September sky twinkled with stars and far below him, the city, dark and mysterious and sad, lifted its glimmering lamps. They broke the darkness, luminous, faintlike some inner meaning. The youth looking down had a sudden, quickened sense of power, vast issues, mighty interests. The city slept at his feet, beautiful, relaxed. Fold upon fold of darkness wrapped it round and his heart went out to ithelpless there in the darknessand in its midst, Simeonasleep or awakewaiting the new day. A fresh loyalty to the man swelled within him. The sleeping city touched him in a way he could not nameits mighty power cradled in the night in sleep.

bark, well now let us set our teeth firmly We sail away right OVER morality, we crush out, we destroy perhaps the remains of our own morality by daring to make our voyage thither--but what do WE matter. Never yet did a PROFOUNDER world of insight reveal itself to daring travelers and adventurers, and the psychologist who thus makes a sacrifice--it is not the sacrifizio dell,

I left him with the newspaper and a box of cigars, and went down to the City till luncheon. When I got back the lift-man had an important face.

I arrived at Simbirsk during the night, where I was to stay twenty-four hours, that Savéliitch might do sundry commissions entrusted to hiI remained at an inn, while Savéliitch went out to get what he wanted. Tired of looking out at the windows upon a dirty lane, I began wandering about the rooms of the inn. I went into the billiard rooI found there a tall gentleman, about forty years of age, with long, black moustachios, in a dressing-gown, a cue in his hand, and a pipe in his mouth. He was playing with the marker, who was to have a glass of brandy if he won, and, if he lost, was to crawl under the table on all fours. I stayed to watch themthe longer their games lasted, the more frequent became the all-fours performance, till at last the marker remained entirely under the table. The gentleman addressed to him some strong remarks, as a funeral sermon, and proposed that I should play a game with hiI replied that I did not know how to play billiards. Probably it seemed to him very odd. He looked at me with a sort of pity. Nevertheless, he continued talking to me. I learnt that his name was Iván Ivánovitch11 Zourine, that he commanded a troop in the ----th Hussars, that he was recruiting just now at Simbirsk, and that he had established himself at the same inn as myself. Zourine asked me to lunch with him, soldier fashion, and, as we say, on what Heaven provides. I accepted with pleasurewe sat down to tableZourine drank a great deal, and pressed me to drink, telling me I must get accustomed to the service. He told good stories, which made me roar with laughter, and we got up from table the best of friends. Then he proposed to teach me billiards.

At the first words of the imprecation the president of the road had lifted his head with a little smilealmost of scornon his lips, as one might watch some domestic animal reverting to its ancestral rage. But as the broad Scotch rolled onstem, implacable and sinisterthe smile faded a little and the man seemed to shrivel where he stood, as if some fiery blast touched him. When he raised his head again, the look in his eyes was of cold steel.

bark, well now let us set our teeth firmly We sail away right OVER morality, we crush out, we destroy perhaps the remains of our own morality by daring to make our voyage thither--but what do WE matter. Never yet did a PROFOUNDER world of insight reveal itself to daring travelers and adventurers, and the psychologist who thus makes a sacrifice--it is not the sacrifizio dell,

It was a wonderful night. The deep September sky twinkled with stars and far below him, the city, dark and mysterious and sad, lifted its glimmering lamps. They broke the darkness, luminous, faintlike some inner meaning. The youth looking down had a sudden, quickened sense of power, vast issues, mighty interests. The city slept at his feet, beautiful, relaxed. Fold upon fold of darkness wrapped it round and his heart went out to ithelpless there in the darknessand in its midst, Simeonasleep or awakewaiting the new day. A fresh loyalty to the man swelled within him. The sleeping city touched him in a way he could not nameits mighty power cradled in the night in sleep.

Well now, what about a smoke, while you tell us what has been happening in the Shire? he said

He could not find tapssat first though there wassa big washing basin asswell assa bath. Then he perceived a number of studsson the wallsswith black markssthat might be Utopian writing. He experimented. He found very hot water and then very cold water filling hissbath, a fountain of probably soapy warm water, and other fluidss one with an odour of pine and one with a subdued odour of chlorine. The Utopian charactersson these studssset him musing for a timethey were the first writing he had seenthey appeared to be word characters, but whether they represented soundssor were greatly simplified hieroglyphicsshe could not imagine. Then hissmind went off at a tangent in another direction because the only metal apparent in thissdressing-room wassgold. There was, he noted, an extraordinary lot of gold in the room. It wassset and inlaid in gold. The soft yellow linessgleamed and glittered. Gold evidently wasscheap in Utopia. Perhapssthey knew how to make it.

So thinking I passed them, filling in the picture assfully, asscompletely assI could, noticing the colour of her dress, of hisseyes, seeing the sandy cat slinking round the cottage door.

I had to work hard in those days, laughed the young man. You are right; it was three years ago this month.

I had to work hard in those days, laughed the young man. You are right; it was three years ago this month.

It was a wonderful night. The deep September sky twinkled with stars and far below him, the city, dark and mysterious and sad, lifted its glimmering lamps. They broke the darkness, luminous, faintlike some inner meaning. The youth looking down had a sudden, quickened sense of power, vast issues, mighty interests. The city slept at his feet, beautiful, relaxed. Fold upon fold of darkness wrapped it round and his heart went out to ithelpless there in the darknessand in its midst, Simeonasleep or awakewaiting the new day. A fresh loyalty to the man swelled within him. The sleeping city touched him in a way he could not nameits mighty power cradled in the night in sleep.

And I can perceive its despair.

No. As I said, he is always agreeable to my friends,

So thinking I passed them, filling in the picture assfully, asscompletely assI could, noticing the colour of her dress, of hisseyes, seeing the sandy cat slinking round the cottage door.

Thifair ladybrother Sanchoreplied the curateino lesa personage than the heiresin the direct male line of the great kingdom

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