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Updated: June 12, 2025
He fingered his glasses, which did not seem to fit his nose, fretted with things in his waistcoat pockets or put his hands behind him, looked over our heads, and ever and again rose to his toes and dropped back on his heels. He had a way of drawing air in at times through his teeth that gave a whispering zest to his speech It's a sound I can only represent as a soft Zzzz.
Move with the times! they moved against the times. "Just a Family of Failure, they never even tried! "They're jes', George, exactly what I'm not. Exactly. It isn't suitable.... All this living in the Past. "And I want a bigger place too, George. I want air and sunlight and room to move about and more service. A house where you can get a Move on things! Zzzz.
Patent carpet-sweepers by these greenwood chaps, housemaid's boxes it'll be a pleasure to fall over rich coloured house-flannels. Zzzz. Pails, f'rinstance. Hang 'em up on the walls like warming-pans. All the polishes and things in such tins you'll want to cuddle 'em, George! See the notion? 'Sted of all the silly ugly things we got."...
I would suck my pipe. "Hard to get at. Unless we sold our stuff specially at the docks. Might do a special at Cook's office, or in the Continental Bradshaw." "It 'ud give 'em confidence, George." He would Zzzz, with his glasses reflecting the red of the glowing coals. "No good hiding our light under a Bushel," he would remark.
"Ever since you gave me the chance of Latin. So far we don't seem to have hit upon any Latin-speaking stratum in the population." "We've come to French," said my aunt, "anyhow." "It's a very useful language," said my uncle. "Put a point on things. Zzzz. As for accent, no Englishman has an accent. No Englishman pronounces French properly. Don't you tell ME. It's a Bluff. It's all a Bluff.
No.... In certain directions now I am quietly building up a position. Now here.... I get this room. I have my three assistants. Zzzz. It's a position that, judged by the criterion of imeedjit income, isn't perhaps so good as I deserve, but strategically yes. It's what I want. I make my plans. I rally my attack." "What plans," I said, "are you making?"
Take a drug take ipecac, for example. Take a lot of ipecac. Take all there is! See? There you are! There aren't unlimited supplies of ipecacuanha can't be! and it's a thing people must have. Then quinine again! You watch your chance, wait for a tropical war breaking out, let's say, and collar all the quinine. Where ARE they? Must have quinine, you know. Eh? Zzzz.
Every man fights on some thing gives way somewheres head, heart, liver something. Zzzz. Gives way somewhere. Napoleon did at last. All through the Waterloo campaign, his stomach it wasn't a stomach! Worse than mine, no end." The mood of depression passed as the drug worked within him. His eyes brightened. He began to talk big.
That makes it romantic. That's the Romance of Commerce, George. You're in the mountains there! Think of having all the quinine in the world, and some millionaire's pampered wife gone ill with malaria, eh? That's a squeeze, George, eh? Eh? Millionaire on his motor car outside, offering you any price you liked. That 'ud wake up Wimblehurst.... Lord! You haven't an Idea down here. Not an idea. Zzzz."
When this was accomplished, he was ready to drop with fatigue, and lay crouched up at the edge of the fir-plantation, thinking sadly of Father Lasse, who must be going about up there ill and with nobody to give him a helping hand with his work. At last the situation became unbearable: he had to go home! Zzzz! Zzzz!
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