Inn of Tranquillity by John Galsworthy
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He turned, as if I had awakened him from a dream.
"Oh, well!" he said, "it's only till I get this job." "Let me see--how long is it since you----?" "Four years. She's very glad to have me, of course." "And how's your brother Claud?" "Oh! All right, thanks; a bit worried with the estate. The poor old gov'nor left it in rather a mess, you know." "Ah! Yes. Does he do other work?" "Oh! Always busy in the parish." "And your brother Richard?" "He's all right. Came home this year. Got just enough to live on, with his pension--hasn't saved a rap, of course." "And Willie? Is he still delicate?" "Yes." "I'm sorry." "Easy job, his, you know. And even if his health does give out, his college pals will always find him some sort of sinecure. So jolly |
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