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Wysłany: Pią 16:11, 18 Lut 2011 Temat postu: On the Makaloa Mat LondonJack Published bbaaaace |
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auspiciously. I started in the middle of the afternoonaccompanied by
the burning young socialist and another friendand all I had in my pocket
was thru'pence. They piloted me to the Whitechapel Workhouseat
which I peered from around a friendly corner. It was a few minutes past
five in the afternoon but already a long and melancholy line was formed
which strung out around the corner of the building and out of sight.
It was a most woeful picturemen and women waiting in the cold grey
end of the day for a pauper's shelter from the nightand I confess it almost
unnerved me. Like the boy before the dentist's doorI suddenly
discovered a multitude of reasons for being elsewhere. Some hints of the
struggle going on within must have shown in my facefor one of my
companions saidDon't funk; you can do it.
Of course I could do itbut I became aware that even thru'pence in my
pocket was too lordly a treasure for such a throng; andin order that all
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invidious distinctions might be removedI emptied out the coppers.
Then I bade good-bye to my friendsand with my heart going pit-a-pat
slouched down the street and took my place at the end of the line.
Woeful it lookedthis line of poor fol [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]
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