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Britling's mind, a speech that is full of that light which still seeks so mysteriously and indefatigably to break through the darkness and thickness of the human mind. He whispered the words. No unfamiliar words could have had the same effect of comfort and conviction.
Britling's mind had adapted itself to the spectacle of half-a-dozen young men in khaki breeches and shirts performing their toilets in and about her scullery, or improvising an unsanctioned game of football between the hockey goals.
It had a quality that at first he could not define at all. Compared with anything he had ever seen in his life before it struck him as being he found the word at last sketchy. For instance, he was introduced to nobody except his hostess, and she was indicated to him by a mere wave of Mr. Britling's hand. "That's Edith," he said, and returned at once to his car to put it away. Mrs.
All sorts of talk had come to Mr. Britling's ears about the navies of England and France and Germany; there had been public disputes of experts, much whispering and discussion in private. We had the heavier vessels, the bigger guns, but it was not certain that we had the preeminence in science and invention.
"If you had heard a little group of our East London boys talking of what they meant to do when they got into Germany, you'd feel anxious...." "But that was just talk," said Mr. Britling weakly, after a pause.... There were times when Mr. Britling's mind was imprisoned beyond any hope of escape amidst such monstrous realities.... He was ashamed of his one secret consolation.
"Daddy's got back all right at last," they heard him shouting to unseen hearers. Section 8 Mr. Direck, though he was a little incommoded by the suppression of his story about Robinson for when he had begun a thing he liked to finish it found Mr. Britling's household at once thoroughly British, quite un-American and a little difficult to follow.
Direck had the gratification of seeing his thought floating round and round in the back-waters of Mr. Britling's mental current. If it didn't itself get into the stream again its reflection at any rate appeared and reappeared.
The war had indeed filled every one's mind to the exclusion of all other topics since its very beginning; it had carried off Herr Heinrich to Germany, Teddy to London, and Hugh to Colchester, it had put a special brassard round Mr. Britling's arm and carried him out into the night, given Mrs. Britling several certificates, and interrupted the frequent visits and gossip of Mr.
Britling's fluttering, unwilling mind was pinned down by official reports and a cloud of witnesses to a definite belief in the grim reality of systematic rape and murder, destruction, dirtiness and abominable compulsions that blackened the first rush of the Prussians into Belgium and Champagne.... They came hating and threatening the lands they outraged.
Confused things happened with sticks and feet, and the little short man appeared to be trying to cut down Cecily as one cuts down a tree, she tried to pass the ball to her centre forward too late, and then Mrs. Teddy had intercepted it, and was flickering back towards Mr. Britling's goal in a rush in which Mr. Direck perceived it was his duty to join. Yes, he had to follow up Mrs.
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