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There was _rather_ a breath of winter in the air when I left those Dorsetshire people. You see, they had asked me down to shoot, and I'm not particularly immense at that sort of thing. There's such a deadly sameness about partridges; when you've missed one, you've missed the lot  at least, that's been my experience. THERE WAS RATHER A BREATH OF WINTER IN THE AIR WHEN I LEFT THOSE DORSETSHIRE PEOPLE YOU SEE THEY HAD ASKED ME DOWN TO SHOOT AND I'M NOT PARTICULARLY IMMENSE AT THAT SORT OF THING THERE'S SUCH A DEADLY SAMENESS ABOUT PARTRIDGES WHEN YOU'VE MISSED ONE YOU'VE MISSED THE LOT AT LEAST THAT'S BEEN MY EXPERIENCE
re a sort of human hinterland that one never has the time to explore. There was a fellow I stayed with once in Warwickshire who farmed his own land, but was otherwise quite steady. Should never have suspected him of having a soul, yet not very long afterwards he eloped with a lion-tamer's widow and set up as a golf-instructor somewhere on the Persian Gulf; dreadfully immoral, of course, because he was only an indifferent player, but still, it showed imagination. His wife was really to be pitied, because he had been the only person in the house who understood how to manage the cook's temper, and now she has to put "D.V." on her dinner invitations. Still, that's better than a domestic scandal; a woman who leaves her cook never wholly recovers her position in Society. I suppose the same thing holds good with the hosts; they seldom have more than a superficial acquaintance with their guests, and so often just when they do get to know you a bit better, they leave off knowing you altogether. NE'S HOST AND HOSTESS ARE A SORT OF HUMAN HINTERLAND THAT ONE NEVER HAS THE TIME TO EXPLORE THERE WAS A FELLOW I STAYED WITH ONCE IN WARWICKSHIRE WHO FARMED HIS OWN LAND BUT WAS OTHERWISE QUITE STEADY SHOULD NEVER HAVE SUSPECTED HIM OF HAVING A SOUL YET NOT VERY LONG AFTERWARDS HE ELOPED WITH A LION TAMER'S WIDOW AND SET UP AS A GOLF INSTRUCTOR SOMEWHERE ON THE PERSIAN GULF DREADFULLY IMMORAL OF COURSE BECAUSE HE WAS ONLY AN INDIFFERENT PLAYER BUT STILL IT SHOWED IMAGINATION HIS WIFE WAS REALLY TO BE PITIED BECAUSE HE HAD BEEN THE ONLY PERSON IN THE HOUSE WHO UNDERSTOOD HOW TO MANAGE THE COOK'S TEMPER AND NOW SHE HAS TO PUT D V ON HER DINNER INVITATIONS STILL THAT'S BETTER THAN A DOMESTIC SCANDAL A WOMAN WHO LEAVES HER COOK NEVER WHOLLY RECOVERS HER POSITION IN SOCIETY I SUPPOSE THE SAME THING HOLDS GOOD WITH THE HOSTS THEY SELDOM HAVE MORE THAN A SUPERFICIAL ACQUAINTANCE WITH THEIR GUESTS AND SO OFTEN JUST WHEN THEY DO GET TO KNOW YOU A BIT BETTER THEY LEAVE OFF KNOWING YOU ALTOGETHER
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