The Hotel, With Its Suites Of Musty Rooms, Is A Big Tomb; The Factory Chimneys Are Cold; The Villas Have No Glass In Them, And The Fire-Weed Glows In The Centre Of The Driveways, Mocking The Arrogant Advertisements In The Empty Shops.

There is nothing to do except to catch trout in the stream that was to have been defiled by the city sewage.

A two-pounder lies fanning himself just in the cool of the main culvert, where the alders have crept up to the city wall. You pay your money and, more or less, you take your choice.

By the time that man has seen these things and a few others that go with a boom he may say that he has lived, and talk with his enemies in the gate. He has heard the Arabian Nights retold and knows the inward kernel of that romance, which some? little folk say is vanished. Here they lie in their false teeth, for Cortes is not dead, nor Drake, and Sir Philip Sidney dies every few months if you know where to look. The adventurers and captains courageous of old have only changed their dress a little and altered their employment to suit the world in which they move. Clive came down from Lobengula's country a few months ago protesting that there was an empire there, and finding very few that believed. Hastings studied a map of South Africa in a corrugated iron hut at Johannesburg ten years ago.

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