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Before he quitted London, however, he made a pilgrimage to May Bartram's grave, took his way to it through the endless avenues of the grim suburban necropolis, sought it out in the wilderness of tombs, and, though he had come but for the renewal of the act of farewell, found himself, when he had at last stood by it, beguiled into long intensities. BEFORE HE QUITTED LONDON HOWEVER HE MADE A PILGRIMAGE TO MAY BARTRAM'S GRAVE TOOK HIS WAY TO IT THROUGH THE ENDLESS AVENUES OF THE GRIM SUBURBAN NECROPOLIS SOUGHT IT OUT IN THE WILDERNESS OF TOMBS AND THOUGH HE HAD COME BUT FOR THE RENEWAL OF THE ACT OF FAREWELL FOUND HIMSELF WHEN HE HAD AT LAST STOOD BY IT BEGUILED INTO LONG INTENSITIES
at he wanted, he argued for fairness, that anything past and done should repeat itself; it was only that he shouldn't, as an anticlimax, have been taken sleeping so sound as not to be able to win back by an effort of thought the lost stuff of consciousness. He declared to himself at moments that he would either win it back or have done with consciousness for ever; he made this idea his one motive in fine, made it so much his passion that none other, to compare with it, seemed ever to have touched him. The lost stuff of consciousness became thus for him as a strayed or stolen child to an unappeasable father; he hunted it up and down very much as if he were knocking at doors and enquiring of the police. This was the spirit in which, inevitably, he set himself to travel; he started on a journey that was to be as long as he could make it; it danced before him that, as the other side of the globe couldn't possibly have less to say to him, it might, by a possibility of suggestion, have more. M OF REST IT WASN'T THAT HE WANTED HE ARGUED FOR FAIRNESS THAT ANYTHING PAST AND DONE SHOULD REPEAT ITSELF IT WAS ONLY THAT HE SHOULDN'T AS AN ANTI CLIMAX HAVE BEEN TAKEN SLEEPING SO SOUND AS NOT TO BE ABLE TO WIN BACK BY AN EFFORT OF THOUGHT THE LOST STUFF OF CONSCIOUSNESS HE DECLARED TO HIMSELF AT MOMENTS THAT HE WOULD EITHER WIN IT BACK OR HAVE DONE WITH CONSCIOUSNESS FOREVER HE MADE THIS IDEA HIS ONE MOTIVE IN FINE MADE IT SO MUCH HIS PASSION THAT NONE OTHER TO COMPARE WITH IT SEEMED EVER TO HAVE TOUCHED HIM THE LOST STUFF OF CONSCIOUSNESS BECAME THUS FOR HIM AS A STRAYED OR STOLEN CHILD TO AN UNAPPEASABLE FATHER HE HUNTED IT UP AND DOWN VERY MUCH AS IF HE WERE KNOCKING AT DOORS AND INQUIRING OF THE POLICE THIS WAS THE SPIRIT IN WHICH INEVITABLY HE SET HIMSELF TO TRAVEL HE STARTED ON A JOURNEY THAT WAS TO BE AS LONG AS HE COULD MAKE IT IT DANCED BEFORE HIM THAT AS THE OTHER SIDE OF THE GLOBE COULDN'T POSSIBLY HAVE LESS TO SAY TO HIM IT MIGHT BY A POSSIBILITY OF SUGGESTION HAVE MORE
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