Not all the hundreds and
hundreds of them deserved that that poor devil should go on
suffering for their sakes.
When he saw that I did not intend to interfere with him his eyes
became soft and almost affectionate. He remarked:
"So long, old man, I must have a bit of a rest, you know."
I didn't know what to say. I wanted to say, "God bless you", for I
also am a sentimentalist. But I thought that perhaps that would not
be quite English good form, so I trotted off with the telegram to
Leonora. She was quite pleased with it.
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