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I thought how foolish it was for B. and myself to be wasting our time, gadding about Europe in this silly way. What earthly enjoyment was there in travelling  being jolted about in stuffy trains, and overcharged at uncomfortable hotels? I THOUGHT HOW FOOLISH IT WAS FOR B AND MYSELF TO BE WASTING OUR TIME GADDING ABOUT EUROPE IN THIS SILLY WAY WHAT EARTHLY ENJOYMENT WAS THERE IN TRAVELING BEING JOLTED ABOUT IN STUFFY TRAINS AND OVERCHARGED AT UNCOMFORTABLE HOTELS
ce the days when I used to do Willie Evans's "dags," by walking twice through a sewer, and was subsequently, on returning home, promptly put to bed, and made to eat brimstone and treacle. I felt very sad after dinner. All the things I have done in my life that I should not have done recurred to me with painful vividness. (There seemed to be a goodish number of them, too.) I thought of all the disappointments and reverses I had experienced during my career; of all the injustice that I had suffered, and of all the unkind things that had been said and done to me. I thought of all the people I had known who were now dead, and whom I should never see again, of all the girls that I had loved, who were now married to other fellows, while I did not even know their present addresses. I pondered upon our earthly existence, upon how hollow, false, and transient it is, and how full of sorrow. I mused upon the wickedness of the world and of everybody in it, and the general cussedness of all things.  DISH I HAVE NEVER TASTED SINCE THE DAYS WHEN I USED TO DO WILLY EVANS'S DAGS BY WALKING TWICE THROUGH A SEWER AND WERE SUBSEQUENTLY ON RETURNING HOME PROMPTLY PUT TO BED AND MADE TO EAT BRIMSTONE AND TREACLE I FELT VERY SAD AFTER DINNER ALL THE THINGS I HAVE DONE IN MY LIFE THAT I SHOULD NOT HAVE DONE RECURRED TO ME WITH PAINFUL VIVIDNESS THERE SEEMED TO BE A GOODISH NUMBER OF THEM TOO I THOUGHT OF ALL THE DISAPPOINTMENTS AND REVERSES I HAD EXPERIENCED DURING MY CAREER OF ALL THE INJUSTICE THAT I HAD SUFFERED AND OF ALL THE UNKIND THINGS THAT HAD BEEN SAID AND DONE TO ME I THOUGHT OF ALL THE PEOPLE I HAD KNOWN WHO WERE NOW DEAD AND WHOM I SHOULD NEVER SEE AGAIN OF ALL THE GIRLS THAT I HAD LOVED WHO WERE NOW MARRIED TO OTHER FELLOWS WHILE I DID NOT EVEN KNOW THEIR PRESENT ADDRESSES I PONDERED UPON OUR EARTHLY EXISTENCE UPON HOW HOLLOW FALSE AND TRANSIENT IT IS AND HOW FULL OF SORROW I MUSED UPON THE WICKEDNESS OF THE WORLD AND OF EVERYBODY IN IT AND THE GENERAL CUSSEDNESS OF ALL THINGS
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