Goopes disconcerted the Alderman a little by abruptly challenging the roguish-looking young man in the orange tie (who, it seemed, was the assistant editor of New Ideas) upon a critique of Nietzsche and Tolstoy that had appeared in his paper, in which doubts had been cast upon the perfect sincerity of the latter. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. “Anything is better than this—this stifled life down here. I’m afraid I’m a terribly clumsy fellow. I am apparently a beast, a pig and an imbecile, too, if memory serves me. You are the woman I love, Anna. ” “You fellows,” Ennison said quietly, “are getting a little wild. A florid-looking young woman rose up and accosted him eagerly.
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