The City worried him a good deal, and what energy he had left over he spent partly in golf, a game he treated very seriously, and partly in the practices of microscopic petrography. Nothing can alter my determination. A wrathful God was watching him. He opened the drawer of the writing table. ‘Gammon. ‘Now then, my lad, you’re under arrest you are. He was an imaginative young man.
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