He had aroughish time in the War and the damage
often takes years to comeout.
Ivedone enough, as Napoleon said, pour chauffer la
gloire.
Onpaper Bronson Jane was almost too good to be
true.
Johnsons reply to Boswells That, sir, was
greatfortitude of mind.
He had been amazinglysuccessful in his profession
and had enjoyed every moment of hiswork.
Youve a mighty quick brain and amighty sound
judgment and youre not afraid to take a chance. Despite theseefforts, the Projects
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People withhalf their brains and a little sense of
humour will make ringsround them. Ever since a littleboy hes been set on doctoring
and nothing would change him.
He simply accepted the judgment of the expert.
Lawrence; from an adjacent well another trickle flowed north on theArctic watershed.
Hisbreath troubled him and a painful sinking in the chest. At the best he had
achieved in life a thin stoicism, ashallow fortitude. He didnot regret the changes;
he only noted them.
Ive been stuck so tight in my job down south that
Ivegotten out of touch with my friends. He had had fifty-eight years ofhealth and
wealth. Hismind seemed to have been stabbed awake out of a flat stoicism intoa dim
but masterful purpose.
Youve a mighty quick brain and amighty sound
judgment and youre not afraid to take a chance. Things are pretty insecure in the
world just now. Bronson could tell you most about his work. Leithen answered, Yes, I
think you all look a little more fine-drawn and harder trained.
He had chosen the third, but seemed tohave a foot
also in every other world. Theres plenty of lads that remind me of my own old lot.
It was a green saddle of land, a meadow ofwild hay among the pines. We do NOT keep
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It wont be easy, Sir Edward, to get a proper notion
of himfrom second-hand evidence. But hes a happier man than Harold Downes,though he
doesnt look it. In common politeness Leithen forced a show of attention,
butBlenkiron had noted his dull eyes. His wife was at Laverlaw, but was comingto
London next day.
If I aint the blightedest, God-darnedblundering
fool! Now, as he pictured it in its green security, it seemedthe kind of sanctuary
in which to die. But not the right colour perhaps, she laughed. Why, yes, there
arethe two biggest exhibits of all. A man like you cant ever get out of harness.